The world thinks, people don’t know how to love. But I feel that it is something we do constantly.
A love that is not reciprocated is difficult to express.
A love that is not needed by someone is depressing to keep.
A love for an absent person is painful to feel. But we still manage to love.
Love is fear. Fear of geting your heart ripped out,
fear of going too far, fear of being the only one in love.
I wish heart breaks weren’t so awful, it would had made love less fearful.
I wish you could trade the pain of your loved one with something you had.
I wish you could articulate love just by the sound of your heart beat. There’s no way that one would lie.
What’s right when you are wronged by life?
It just makes hurting other people little easier.
And that’s how the world slowly loses the ability to love fearlessly
A love that is not reciprocated is difficult to express.
A love that is not needed by someone is depressing to keep.
A love for an absent person is painful to feel. But we still manage to love.
Love is fear. Fear of geting your heart ripped out,
fear of going too far, fear of being the only one in love.
I wish heart breaks weren’t so awful, it would had made love less fearful.
I wish you could trade the pain of your loved one with something you had.
I wish you could articulate love just by the sound of your heart beat. There’s no way that one would lie.
What’s right when you are wronged by life?
It just makes hurting other people little easier.
And that’s how the world slowly loses the ability to love fearlessly
