diorlaus

> I'm talking shit again

So far so good. I am able to cope up with my problem. Special thanks to my dear friends. You know who you are.

I was thinking, three days in a row, what is it with love that it gives such a big impact to ordinary people like me? Guilt, Loneliness, Joy… these are the same feelings, like that of love. But why do people make such a big deal out of it?

Love is not certain nor does it have direct answers to endless questions. But I’ve learned that love can be different meanings combined to one. Love can be happy. It can hurt. It can also be overwhelming. Love can see through people. It can bring forth enemies. Love is a cliché. It’s nothing – nothing until one gets caught and trapped.

I’ve been inlove a couple of times, with different personalities of course. And yes, it brought me to feel differently, sometimes, be ignorant of what is obviously wrong.

Shit happens.

That’s how I start to accept the mistake that I should not have committed. Here I go again.

I just wish that time would go back and redo things the way they were wrongly done. That way, it could have been easier for me to accept that it was her from the very start.

I’m talking shit again.

posted by .::littlepunyone::. @ 11:34 PM