i have come to learn that life without love is meaningless and empty, i may be exaggerating a little bit here but truly, life without love feels like letting time pass by in a world that’s gloomy, while deep in your heart, you are silently, always, waiting, for the day THE person comes into your life and makes it all colourful again. Life without love at the end of the day, every day, feels as if you don’t have a purpose anymore, and you are just carrying on rather than to really live, LIVE.
This in no way means reliance on another- this, I am sure,
but rather,
every single day,
at the end of my tiring and hardworking days,
I found myself wishing I still had someone I could come home to,
someone I could share it all with.
I hope someday, soon enough,
I will get to come home to love again.
- i wrote this bluntly and was tired -
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