i never knew that loving someone can hurt like this
and i never knew that falling in love with someone can also hurt this way
i only thought that loving someone can only bring joy
i thought that a burden of love is carried by saying [i love you]
but how stupid of me to say so
how childish of me to think do
how dummish of me to thought so
one minute they love you
and the next minute the broke you off like you never existed and still they smile
one minute they pertend that you are the only thing that exists in thier lives and the next minute the tell you that someone was in your presence way before you came
and sometimes i feel like asking that why cannt we be saved from the pain for the fact that we believe in happyness
why cannt we be loved for the fact that we deserve to be loved
why cannt we enjoy the little pieces of love and not share the future pais of love?
because we start the war of love but victims of love not only surrenders but they give up on us and still we must not cry
the very same old people we turn to love are the very same people who crashes down our hearts
and i mostly ask myself questions like
what is the point of loving them?
what is the point of telling them how you feel about them and how much you love them?
and sometimes i ask myself questions like
should i or shouldnt i
must i or mustnt i
because somehow i know that down the lane i will be saying i shouldnt have
somehow down the lane i will be sayibg that why did i bother
and i know that at that time not only will i feel left out but i will also feel like i wasnt appreciated too
not only will i feel like the world is unfair but i will feel like the hearts of the people living in the world are unfair
there are times whereby i feel like love is everything and ther are times whereby i feel like love is nothing and start writting poems like nothing and listing to songs like it doeznt matter
there are times whereby because of love i feel like i am on top of the world and there are times whereby because of same love i feel the world is not only on top of me but it is leaning on me too
and on most mornings i wake to only give up on dreams because of love
to crush the innocent chapters of love because of painful memories
and there are days whereby because of love
i feel like i have been a sacrifice
because of love i have been crucified
and i found myself discribing love like
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I hear your utter sadness, in love that fails; But God won't fail you in His love, if you run to him and take refuge under his wing, and stay there a while until you are feeling stronger. And perhaps then, you will be able to venture out, with renewed life, filled with God's love for you. Then you can try again in human love : ) Please read my 'WINGS'. In His love, Phoebe .