There’s always two people in a relationship. One who loves, and one who loves more. A friend of mine is in the moving on phase, aka, hell. And summing all our conversations up, I think I also learned from what I said than what she can fully absorb. And I’m sharing it here for anyone
Tag: moving on
Mini demons piercing the heart, memories that disrupt the mind, shattered little puzzles of hope – the morbid reality of falling in love. It’s like sending yourself to an all-out-war. You hope you won’t die, you’re aware you may, but you never expect it to be that soon. We fall in love. We get hurt.
I’ve heard of several stories that tell different plots, tales that offer different casts, settings, and flow. Almost each one connects to one common consequence. The act of moving on. For some reason, moving on seems out of the question. Just like love, it’s duration is without a single hint from our expectations. More so