Sometimes life plays with you a little game. Just you and your life. All the other people are just inspectors in that “little” time interval.
And guess what, of course it has a loser. And that would be you, with a big probability…
I don’t see any harm of getting down and letting everything go away from your hands. Yes, I don’t see any harm… Maybe it’s just your destiny or something you had to live, but…
…but it just hurts. Hurts too much. Maybe, you cry every night; you drink too much alcohol and got plastered, your ulcer gets worse and worse or just you get asocial.
Whatever you do, you cannot forget.
This feeling is called - love.
A love which seemed like it never would end, but ended when you didn’t ever expect…
That’s just called love…
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