It makes you wonder "what did i do to deserve this?".
It makes you weak but at the same time stronger.
It makes you cry, while laughing.
That's love to me. So funny how when i was little i used to imagine love to be magical, like in those Disney movies, to be the best thing that could ever happen to you. While watching my cousins, i used to wonder why they'd smile to themselves and be so happy around that person. It all seemed so special. And i'm still wating for it.
To me, love has a different meaning, it's like a game where no matter how much you give, you are not allowed to get back. And even if the other person is aware of your feelings, the less they care, the better for them. Why? I don't get the never-ending war with reverse psychology and pride. To me, it's all a plain and useless waste of my time.
Why being attached to the pain that you hate so much? To love the taste of the blood that the other person is making you bleed? To even put yourself in that situation even knowing that you could end it any second if you wanted to? Why play to the rules of an unfair game?
I guess i just can't help it, i'm being swept away by him.
Sayo~
When you come to accept that love sucks and you will never find it, someone is coming to sweep you off your feet.
ResponderEliminarI rly hope so, cuz so far
ResponderEliminarunrequited love just sux :(!!
Tnx =/!!