Everyone is searching for something.
Everyone wants something to make them feel.
It is love that we look for.
In money, drugs, or another person.
The very things that makes us happy also seems to bring us the most pain.
In all, I have no clue why certain people choose different paths for happiness.
We all search for love. Some fall too easy.
When our lover finally leaves we are left with ourselves and it is lonely.
So for me I do drugs to fill that.
I find anybody who gives me attention and for that moment my loneliness is gone.
Love can't come from anybody. Love is within and until you love yourself and have yourself. Then you can't ever truly love.
It is a gift. You cannot force someone to love you.
You can only determine if someone is worthy of your love.
Even if it all falls down, even if they hurt you.
At the end you should know you'll be okay because you love yourself and you have yourself.I don't love myself and I can't find myself. So I indeed love people. I do fall. I fall hard. I get obsessed with the feeling. Once it's gone I have nothing but me.
I am always the person I love. If I don't have them then I am nothing.
That is a sad reality for most people.

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lonely endeavor
RomanceShort writings of life and love. My inner thoughts of love written down.