You'll lose sometimes. People will screw you over. You'll witness things that will change you forever. You'll stand there helpless. You'll lose friends that you thought would always be there. You'll hurt the one, who loved you the most. You'll blame yourself. You'll cry. You'll embarrass yourself. You'll remember 'you' and the awful things you did. You'll come to realise everyone has a past. You'll feel the need to change yourself. But then you'll find your very own moment where none of that matters. You'll be calm. You'll realise shit happens to those people who can handle it and that this is who you are, and no one would want to change you, neither you. That helps you realise what this so called life is about.
The days they don't talk, he could understand he isn’t happy. He realises that she is the one who made him a happy person. The thought of being with her made his life a pleasant one. But, that happiness is a lie. A beautifully built lie which could easily fade in minutes. He can’t let a lie to make his life beautiful. He wants happiness, which isn’t dependent on anyone but him, The true happiness, which can light his soul.
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