Where does it go?
When it's over between two people, even if it's a one sided love affair, where does all that love even go? Where? Cos I've been wide eyed and wondering for quite some time. I've been on both sides of a one sided love and neither is what you wanna call fun. It's heartbreaking. But do tell me, if a love can't last, does it vanish? Or does it get lost? Or is it us, who write to no one imparticular, that receive the love in its most delicate and fragmented state? I think we should not take that little love they have left for granted. Tell someone their writing is beautiful today.