isn't life so unfair?
You turn out to love someone who could not you just the same,
but still you continue loving because you hope things will end up fine,
but it wouldn't ...
You cry ...
You feel bad,
and you end up broken...
You wanna hurt that person but you hurt more and become much bitter..
still,
that person doesn't care.
Why those love exist?
To make us happy for a minute or to hurt us for the rest of the day?
Funny it is to realize that before it all ends,
You'll find yourself thinking that you still want to return to whom your heart belongs. . .
