You hear it all the time, ‘Oh you’ll find somebody’ ‘there’s someone for everyone’.
Have any of those people actually took a moment to think about love. Love is forever. I found mine. Except, well it is kind of forbidden and the person doesn’t actually know. He can’t know. He’s also taken currently. I always have hope. A life without hope isn’t a life at all.
They call it ‘realism’, I call it being boring and negative. I know in my heart and soul I will never move on. Why should I conform? I’m not having people tell me ‘I told you so’. I WILL NOT settle for second best. They will never be him so why would I want them?
All of these feelings, full of rage and bitterness. I still can’t hate him though. I just hate his other half.
So please do not patronise me and make out that you are me and you know me inside and out because you don’t. Do not talk to me of love and what you say it is because love is different for everybody.
The tears tend to visit me at night as well as the sheer fury and insanity. I want to scream for eternity. I know if I let it out, it will never stop. As some people can cope with just punching a wall, that doesn’t do it for me. I go crazy.
Most people will probably call me crazy. Call me what you like. Actually, don’t.
Why would anybody let anybody go who they love? How can you have loved them if you are letting them go? Love is forever, for eternity.