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Love is a Myth

Earlier when I would tell people that love is a myth, now I believe it. Maybe because I type it about a thousand times per day to unlock my phone. Or maybe because I've never been really loved. Everytime it was just lust, cheat and everything else I personally believe I never deserved but today when someone says 'I love her/him' I get into such a confusion like for minutes I'm wondering if I heard it right. It's the moment I'm unable to respond to someone. I feel pity for the person knows nothing about it and then I feel piqued if that person is trying to befool me with his words. No one can love anyone. Love... Is a myth. It's an illusion that, for some moments make you feel the most beautiful of yourself and regret the same in the other moments. That's how it works. Everytime you're falling in love and falling out of it, you'll be spending sleepless nights. One with hope while the other with teary eyes. Eyes drown into grief. Expecting fictious things is digging the grave to your own happiness.
Happiness is always a choice, so is sadness!

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  1. Unknown26 September 2017 at 12:11

    Awsome blog ! Nice point of view but soon You gonna regret it.. 😉

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  2. Unknown29 September 2017 at 09:28

    ❤
    Waiting to regret

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