We're All Idiots

This Time Round I'll Finish This Book.

Have you ever loved someone so deeply? I don't think you can love someone that deeply.

To be human is to serve one self therefore you have to ask yourself is it love or a reflection of my ego? Is it love or mere loneliness comforted by the warmth of another?

Is it love or a prison created by people incapable of being emotionally enough to cater to one another? A wise woman once said, "a prison can feel like home when the company is great enough" And I thing that's what love is and the delusions it causes.

She had spent years with this person whom believed loved her, only to be struck by the piercing affirmation when she heard him utter the truth out loud. She had devoted herself to her, remaining committed despite her deep-seated knowledge that he didn't truly love her.

"I don't love you." He says to her with bloodshot eyes, scurried look plastered over his face. "I just don't see us together anymore."

"When did you stop? You could've told me sooner but you just dragged this on." She exhales, dropping her shoulders as her heart sinks to hell. They already broke up so why are they dragging their feet instead of wearing their heart on their sleeves? "I guess it's like closure." Her eyes hammering the ground like Thor's hammer, chin up you idiot. She has no reason be so downcast and gloomy however when it comes to matters of the heart, we're all idiots.

Closure from a casket?  Singing to a dead man in hopes for redemption?

"At least you know now, I'd rather tell you the truth than hurt you with a lie. it's really not you, you've been great." He smiled nervously. "At least we'll still be friends."

AH yes, the sweet friendship with bittersweet memories and despair. Men are like red velvet cake with cream cheese frosting, it really depends on the recipe. Can you really be friends with someone who treats you like you're their number one enemy? I guess perspective matters. It also changes. Just like how the sunset looks different from different places, your common sense tends to waver in different situations when it comes to love.

So, this is the story of a woman whose heart has been broken even before she realized it and now she is trying to miraculously find love in her apartment and purpose in her hobbies.

I think a lot of us can relate to being idiots, but we all can't relate to healing.

I hope this book can help you find joy in finding yourself while you look for love, although you should know that once you go out looking for love you'll end up being a bigger idiot so let's just stick to finding yourself and glowing the f$ck up-respectfully.

Also this might be a shocker but I haven't edited this book and there will be a lot of grammatical mistakes so please be nice. Ksksks