to freefall madly down the valley of nothingness
to be blind and walk straight into a piece of wall, hoping one day that you can knock it down with your own strength
to take dirt for gold and carry it around you wherever you go
to get wounded willingly and heal alone yourself again and again
to listen to tall tales as if they are the laws
to prefer hearing lies than to be told the truth as the truth always hurts…ALOT
I hope it’s just a dream and I will wake up to another normal day. But deep down I know that I’m just lying to myself.
To you it might not be a great issue, but to me it is significant enough.
If that is how you see Love, then sad to say we do not own it from the very beginning.