skrumatsing
In this cruel world of love, I’ve learned that promises aren’t contracts.
Kisses aren’t assurance. Big hugs aren’t bonds. And sweet words aren’t guaranties.
Nothing’s permanent in this life. One day you’re mine, the next day you’re gone.
Last night you’re sweet, the next day you’re insensitive.
Loving someone is not about fairytales and fantasies. It is about truth and realities.