The Life That Happened

05.25.16

I wonder why people are so messed up with love? Isn't love supposed to be the greatest thing that could bring people closer and not apart?

Why do people chose to break themselves where in fact, they have a lot of opportunities ahead of them?

Love can either make or break us.

But, it is always our choice to choose between the two.

I've experienced a break up, just recently. And honestly, it did get into my system. For some reason, I felt like I was dying inside. Seeing the one you love, gave up on you. Seeing the one you love, walked away from you.

Waking up every morning with tears in your eyes that I thought were dried off from last night. Pretending to be someone tough but the truth is, I'm just a scaredy cat.

I'm no tough. I'm just putting up an act. I'm so weak. Because I cannot fight this feeling of being broken. I can't fight this feeling of just letting myself lost.

Then it hit me, love wasn't the one messing around with people. PAIN IS. PAIN WAS. AND STILL PAIN.

PAIN MADE PEOPLE SO F*CKED UP ABOUT LIFE.

PAIN.

Four letter words, yet gave me this feeling of dying.

According to a famous line in a famous movie, PAIN DEMANDS TO BE FELT.

And I just wished that it would stop being felt. Because I really can't take it anymore. I'm so tired of crying.

I'M SO TIRED.

BUT I CANNOT REST.