Dec 3 2019

Love, yea again 

The only thing which I was so passionately involved in my whole life was LOVE. I was at my best, I gave my all, I have gone crazy to the extent that it drove me mad and have made me feel to end myself somehow. 

It miserably failed, it failed so bad that it was the worst that could have happened to me. Nothing would be able to break me more than what it did. It ended in the worst possible way, the one thing which I thought was me, which defined me, which was my soul and blood, it broke into million parts. It scattered so bad that I will never be able to find all of the lost part or even if I do, I won't be able to put them together to make any sense.

Still, I feel that the only thing which I was really passionate about or was in love with and the one which defined me was LOVE. I still believe it does, that's what I am made of. That's something I wanna be. That's something I wish to do my whole life.