𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞

 Humans are complicated as they say, but they are not

They’re just like a poem that can only be  understood if you read the line carefully

Loneliness is a scary thing that makes people drown in the abyss

Then love is the sweetest thing that a person can embrace and kiss.

Receiving love and having someone to accompany you throughout your toughest day, is indeed great. 

But what if someday, that company you’re having suddenly disappears in a blink of an eye?

How would you feel?

People were fascinated with the word love and forgetting that love can also be painful, heartbreaking, and frustrating. 

Love can make you happy but love isn't just about happiness and butterflies

Love is an Illusion, that can make you believe in happy ever after and then  ruin and destroy you in just a flick of fingers afterwards.

It’s like a princess from a fairytale that’s dancing cheerfully, and then falls down like how humans breakdown

Like how anxiety and depression came without a warning. 

When you’re deeply hurt and drown in the endless abyss of sadness and loneliness, you can’t swim up back to the shore. 

The wounds will itch and ache

Your soul will scream for help and beg for mercy to spare and give back the thing or perhaps the episode of happiness and person to you

And in the end no one will answer your cries

No one but darkness and silence.

Looking back now as I walked and said out of nowhere 

“Back then I didn’t have any anxieties and uncertainties”

“I live a happy, easy, and lively life.”

“I can’t believe that I will end up feeling and experiencing the things that I avoided the most. I can’t believe I turned into someone I, myself don’t know. I can’t believe that something terrible like this would happen.” 

And then I ask him if I can go back to the time where I wasn’t hurt and shattered into pieces like I am now. But I think It would be nice, if I could.

And suddenly asked him, the creator of everything. 

“Why are you so cruel?”

Ask  the heavens “why”

The heavy feelings I have in my chest, the unpleasant feeling, wanting to fade away and hurting myself just to feel pain, pain that proves to me “I’m alive”, come rushing out like how my knees lose their strength and fall to the ground, I beg and beg again. 

Then a realization hits me that maybe I'm just a poem that can’t and won’t be understood just so easily by anyone no matter how hard they try, if they aren’t the so-called “destined” one. 

Or perhaps, I’m just like an abstract painting that is hard to interpret the story or meaning behind those strokes. 

And also I realized that love isn’t just about having someone by your side, that love isn’t all about happiness and kneeling with a diamond ring and have a happy ending, that love is also about letting go, separations, heartaches, pain, suffering, and loneliness that will cause you to lose yourself, and that love can leave a deep wounds that will be forever engraved in our hearts.  

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