Love. What do you think about when you hear this world?
About someone? Or about exactly that feeling?
And look - It's funny how someone who was just a stranger last year, can mean so
much to you now, now you think about that person when you hear word "love". It's terrible that someone who meant so much to you last year, who was your love,
can be just a stranger now. It's amazing what a year can do.
And everything is so strange Human
relationships were strange. I mean, you were with one person for a while,
eating and sleeping and living with them, loving them, talking to them, going
places together and then it stopped. Then there was a short period when you
weren’t with anybody, then another person arrived, and you ate with him/her and you
fucked him/her, and it all seemed so normal, as if you had been waiting just for him/her and he/she had been waiting for you.
But GOD DAMN IT! Why I never felt right being alone, sometimes it felt good but it never felt right..
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