And being apart ain't easy on this love affair, two strangers learn to fall in love again.
Because we're on a race with time. And who are we kidding, time always win. I think, we waste our words on simple meaningless talk, we waste our time going round and round and round, and we don't take the time to say the words that are truly on our hearts. We waste our moments, we look the other way round when we see someone fragmented and broken. Because to care is to risk getting cut by the broken pieces.
But I'm not here to talk about indifference and apathy. I'm not here to talk about humanity.
I'm a work of art, aren't I? Lashed to this freight train all my life, too stubborn, too impervious to untie myself. I'd rather crash into heaven than leap into hell. If you know what I mean. Can't get my feelings straight, can't clear my head, it's full of the cluttered thoughts and disjointed words that I can't piece together.
Maybe "you guys look cute together" isn't a good enough reason for me. Food for thought, what then, will ever be good enough?
I'm yours, faithfully.
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