Life is such a rubbish.
How can you be with someone who you love the most but he don't do the same
things and never stand for you, even he never defend you. But you love him and
never wanna stop doing that. You wanna be with him all your life. You wanna spend
your old ages with him beside you, grab his hand while sitting on the bench
near the pond watching some swans swimming till sunset comes.
Maybe it's not life,
maybe that is love. I don't know maybe love is just stupid feeling. When you
know that there's something wrong in your relationship and love makes you
thinks that everything is just fine and normal. When he hurt you for example,
you even apologize for him for his mistakes and it's just because you don't
wanna he leave. It's like you can't stand and walk on your own feet while the
fact is you always walking on your own feet, on your own step because he never
been there even though he is with you.
Or maybe it's not love
either. Maybe it's just loneliness. You just wanna be with someone so you will
be warm along the winter, there are someone's fingers between your palms. You
just don't wanna sit alone drinking your morning coffee in the kitchen before
going to work. You just don't wanna be single when you have to attend your
friend's wedding. You just don't wanna be alone in your room watching movies
and eating popcorn when it's raining weekend, you want someone to be next to
you so you can hug him when the thunders hit the sky loudly and shake your
window.
Or whatever it is, this
kind of someone will leave you or you have to leave him anyway. You or he will
realize that all things are just forced and make tired of both of you. You both
has to swallow the bitter fact that the relationship should be ended. It can be
a sweet goodbye or hard and rough quarelling. However, both ways are gonna be
onions for your eyes and create painful tears. Maybe after that, you will loose
you life, it is like you have nothing to live for. You just wanna be in your
room crying and crying. You don't wanna meet the sun. And I know how that
feeling is. I know it very well.
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