10/7/2019
The people in this world never seem to disappoint me. One moment life can feel as though nothing could go wrong, and suddenly one person decides to make a mistake and it all goes downhill from there.
Humanity disgusts me.
We are all terrible people in some way shape or form; do not misunderstand me, but with that said, how does one calculate the differences in what makes up the qualifications for what's right and wrong? How do we know what is believed to be a mistake was not simply mistaken for a mistake, but was plotted from the very beginning.
I am intrigued.
How can two individual souls who care so much for one another, manage to create such a saga that feels like it could go on for an eternity. Will it ever end?? The constant back and forth between one another, fighting to determine who shall wear the crown in this battle. Can the complications simply not just float away through this cool fall breeze that rustles the leaves against the hard concrete? And can things never go as according to the way our minds eyes wish the perceive them??
My curiosity continues....
How did this individual come to a place in life where this was the outcome of such a poor mistake? All she was trying to do was live a little? What is the curse in that...? Why when she approached him with such news did he look away in disgust, yet not for the specimen that was responsible for such a tragedy, but for the girl who had been victimized and is now left drowning in her sorrows filled with grief as she must now morn the metaphorical loss of a man; now seen only as a boy, she believed to love.
Love is a complicated topic... though I am aware it should not be.
The path to find love is a long and grueling one, and time again you will undoubtedly be exposed to a pain so heart aching you feel as though your mind will soon explode. When you love someone, you should be there for them through the good, the bad, and the ugly of it all... standing side by side through whatever battles the other faces in life as well as comforting them through the darkest of moments; becoming their light., helping to keep them shining bright each day.
But that doesn't mean it's always easy.
