LOST LOVE
They say to find love and lose it is better than not to have loved at all. How true is that? If we could be spared all the depression and tears of a break up,who would choose otherwise? Unrequited love can also be a terrible experience.
But for me,losing someone you love takes the biscuit. The agony of wondering what you did wrong,memories of times you spent together,that melancholy feeling that comes over you when you go somewhere you used to go together,feeling really horrible when people ask you about him/her because there is just no way you can tell them everything. You know you will get over it,but right then,you wish you would just die.
It gets me thinking. Is love real? If it is,then how can people who have been in love,people who have shared moments when they believed the world revolved around them,people who have at one time thought they could spend their whole lives together end up virtually hating themselves?
Just thinking.
My thoughts, my musings, those little flashes of inspiration.
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