Things can get pretty ugly when you're in love with the idea of being in love. Let me tell you the truth about the truth, it's the most alive lie, which can hurt you so deeply.
I don't understand this, the way I'm letting my own feelings hurting me for the person who has gone from the story of an incomplete ending.
Most of the days, I will wait for things to go wrong and hurt myself to wake me up from the delusion of living myself the way I want.
I learned people never changed it's our experience which make our thoughts evolve, a person always stays the same. The person can be dead but the emotions of deep sadness leaves behind in the heart of others can't go.
I am feeling lost, lost in this big world of isolation, and I don't know how to live there anymore. Loneliness can be dangerous, once you embrace that world you won't care to let anyone in.
Our shallowness is covered, with a very thick layer of happy smile. I have this feeling, I don't know how to explain it, it's like a melody of a song which makes you feel good and scared at the same time.