THE CANCER OF LOVE {H.S}

Everything happens so fast. Time goes by a so fast.

Like a cheetah in the wind.

But you see, that's what I'm scared of.

What if time goes by too fast that I can't keep up with it? That I'm just stuck. Stuck in time. Having to feel this pain and remorse every single day, is absolutely unbearable.

Everyone goes. Everyone leaves. Nothing last forever.

If you asked me what I thought love was a few years ago, I would've said "It's that feeling inside of you when someone or something makes your stomach flip upside down. That feeling where you feel as nothing else exist besides them. That moment where you just want to kiss them and tell them how strongly you feel about them, to know that they feel the same way for you. I would know. That's what I feel."

Bullshit.

If you asked me now all I would say is, "love? oh please. Love is nothing but fake. Love means absolutely nothing. When you feel you 'love' something but turns out it was never real at all."

That's all I felt when it happened. Him slipping away from my very hands. This cruel world is so fucking stupid.

He left me. Without even telling me or giving me a warning.