Have you ever looked at someone’s face and just thought like ‘damn, I really love you..’ Like when they are completely busy reading or laughing or even texting , you just stare, and stare , and stare and keep staring, that stare that could scare normal people. But not you. But meanwhile you just enjoy every single minute in which you get the chance to spend with them. You just know that there will come a time when they will have to leave.
when what annoys you the most turns to be ‘to not be able to own the person you love.’
and by ‘own’ I mean to be able to hide that person from other’s sights , hide it from the world’s cruelty, and from the unfairness of life, from other’s hatred and from the devils inside. But as well, you know that this person needs his life as much as you need yours. But to you, when your life turns out to depend on the one you love’s one, then would be the difference. You will fall beneath the battlefield of holding on and letting go: you can’t stand one day without that person , but also , you cant handle the fact of bringing them down just by holding them in , banning them from what’s outside , the world.
When you drink to wash the memory away , and you cry to drown the pain away, you use every sane cell of your body in mission to fight those feelings away.
When you realize that God may be sometimes unfair in his choices, but then the battle begins, of the fact that this unfairness could get lost between fate and destiny.
When you fall into your mistakes and think ‘what am I supposed to learn from this shit?’
And when you discover that there’s never a ‘going back’ button to the past, either to fix it , to change it or even to erase it if possible.