Love is a four letter word like life, real and pain. It is associated with happiness and sadness. But what is love?
I guess I’ve been in love. But I don’t know if it’s real or not. Maybe if you love, you just love no matter what. I don’t know if it’s right but I still love anyway. I’ve always been forever alone so I don’t know if what I’m feeling is the love thingy. But what I know is, you should never limit yourself in loving people around you.
I have crushes. Some just for a day, some went for months, one went for years. It bothers me though, that I stay late for night thinking of some people who in return, don’t see me. It saddens me that reality isn’t that gentle on me. But I think that is when we really appreciate life. I think what makes me seem so fragile is because I don’t want to be hurt.