First love..
I feel weird,I didn't expect myself to write about this feeling right now..
I had plans for bigger things in my mind,
For many successes and love was not one of them..
Because I'm really afraid of it..
It's like knowing yourself again,you learn the dimension of your feelings, tolerance and enthusiasm..
I don't know if it's changing for the better, but mine didn't,unfortunately..
What I mean is this;
Love lies not in it's ends,but in it's beginnings..
Especially if it's first love..
That enthusiasm will never happen again.
As Mahmoud Darwish said:
"First love doesn't die, but true love comes to bury it alive."
I didn't get it at first, but now I totally understand..
-Understanding-
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★Jupiter From Afar★
PoetrySome things are not destined to reach their owner.. To remain stuck in one's soul like a slow-killing poison.. In order to save themselves,they must free them.. And here,we witness the tip of the pens from a story whose favorite place was "distances...
