I just realise that I tend to give titles that don't suit the contents, but well, it is unique. I think I will continue to write poems and stories not because of me, but because of people who needs hopes, aspirations and dreams to continue their search for the right kind of love.
What if:
because of you I lost myself in senseless eternity
because of you I gave all that I could
because of you I enclosed myself within this veil
because of you I choosed an endless path of suffering
because of you I ended up crying everynight and day
because of you I got nothing left
but in the end. it's all worth it. because I saw the smile on your eyes before I died.
What an abrupt end, but that's just what it is about isn't it? When you have come to the end of your life, and you look back on all the sacrifices you have given for the sakes of the people you love, would it be regret or would it be happiness?
Don't cease to love no matter how many times you have been disappointed by it. Its this very thing that keeps humans from being zombies. Doesn't mean just relationship love. But friends, families, and neighbours, you can choose to love them too. (what ever am I saying?)
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