DEAR DIARY
Love is when you're happy for the other person's happiness even if they're not with you.
It's when you're by yourself, but you wish the best for the other person. ... In one line, Love can be defined as the act of giving.
Love, is the most complicated thing in the world.
It frees us of all the weight and pain of life,
When it turns into a nightmare it becomes that same weight and pain of life.
"Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit," says Peter Ustinov.
It makes you forgive something worth being crucified,
You try to make an excuse for someone hurting you,
You try to convince yourself that they had a reason for doing likewise when you, yourself know the truth.
Love blows the fuse of the heart, it gets you confused about something you were once able to figure out.
It feels like an endless journey, but when it reaches its destination you get stuck,
You don't know where to go,
What to do,
What to feel,
How to react,
How to move on,
Who to tell,
You feel as if the world has come to an end,
When you still have to get ready for the next day,
You want to sleep in the bed the whole day and cry it out,
Ask for all of this to end,
Wake up from this wild dream,
But that is reality.
It did not make sense to me how someone walked into my life, and now I cannot imagine the next day without them,
But this feeling is what makes 'Love' have an escape definition,
Why all the words are not able to explain this emotional feeling.
This rare feeling made me put all my insecurities to sleep when I met him.
He was what my heart desired and longed for,
And also what my heart never wanted to go through.
You never really can fix a heart...
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The Depths Of My Heart
Short StoryA diary collection of my thoughts. At this moment my thoughts are my greatest threat. I can't bare to think of anything but the way my life is taking a huge turn and I have to comply. I'm becoming a slave in my own mind and am trapped inside. My hea...
