Love makes life beautiful and more desirable. I seriously want to fall in love but I am broken too many times. The idea of falling itself puts me to an edge. I would rather fall of a cliff, anyways I always wanted to try extreme sports. I will risk my life than my sanity and trust. I am not a fool to say my heart is made of crystal. I know it's pure flesh and blood. Pumping rigorously to keep me moving. It can't be that week if it can keep me alive, can it be? But my trust and faith are delicate, much more than crystal. I know that because I have heard them breaking, felt the pain of the broken pieces cutting deep into me. My wounds are still too fresh and for some reason they are enjoying being fresh. They just love me too much and hence won't leave me and heal. My eyes are blurry due to tears from pain. I am unable to see things clearly anymore. You know, I do want these wounds to heal, pain to go away and those tears to disappear. So that I can see if any hope is left. If I can still give life a chance, this world a chance. But they worry too much about me. While wounds, pain and tears were not with me, many broke my trust and trampelled my beliefs. Now they say they are here and won't leave me alone. They promised to always be my side and won't let my trust break anymore. They say not to trust anyone. They say I do not need anyone now. I have them and they are my forever.
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teensy-weensy tales
AcakLike the title suggests, these are short. These are shorter than even the word short you say? Hence the title! Sometimes string of sentences and paragraphs put together cannot convey the feelings well enough as a simple word can. You just need to fi...
