We fool ourselves believing that love exists, love conquers all, love this and that, we believed in the fool we are and thought we can ever be loved.
I for a moment felt unusual feelings when I "at least" thought that I found that who loves me. But who am I to be fooled, I saw her coming and I knew that what I felt for her... She felt nothing towards me. Saw it in her, felt her cold heart beat, heard her voice as she spoke. All I did was to wait.
Love is what kills us.
It's poetry,
"Take time to smell the roses"
when we are all busy chasing
the name, fame, and dreams
where we forget
almost ourselves and
the surrounding beautiful things
to see in this chaotic life.
it's to inspire all those little things
and value our precious lives
and cherish the moments we
Share in the journey.