My heart's been gradually getting colder as time goes by.
Though I want to be cheerful, lovely and fun, I just feel some sort of hatred coming from my eyes.
I know, why from my eyes? Maybe due to all the tears I drop as I'm ridiculously rejected or mistreated.
No one else is guilty of that, but me.
I make myself want more, I want to be loved, and I want to love
Twenty years are too little to discribe what my heart feels.
Probably I'm too young to understand
Perhaps I'm not mature enough to see that no one really cares
Love is such a complex thing nowadays
People think loving is just the little affection you have for a single one
Love is an endless state in which you are one with others, and others are one with yourself
Just embrace people the way you want to be embraced
Stop searching for love
I strongly believe that one needs to be loved, and one needs to love
Our hearts need to feel warm
Our hearts need each other
Nonetheless, do not force love, because that's the last thing you'll get
Let love be, let it appear wherever it wants
Life is too short to worry whether love is coming or not
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Thoughts
PoetryJust my thoughts and feelings trying to be expressed in creative and sensitive ways♡
