“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.” By: Neil Gaiman
Vanzvanzvanz …..Here.
I’ve accidentally read this powerful judgment and it took me a minute; two seconds delay to think and examine myself. I let my office chair swung and my hair wafted; blown away by the electric fan in front of me, it was like a deep cold ice rushing on me in that certainty; as my mind seemed like being attached over my warm body. Stupid as it is but, it strikes me into the unfathomable feelings I have that time. I tried a lot of decoding to perfectly find the pieces inside, the answers to the unknown and the questions out of nowhere but I failed…..and then, you tried yourself to find the answer but you just can’t and you just wouldn’t coz’ fact from the matter, how many times you’d tried to push yourself in attempting to discover the thoughts on your mind..Still you couldn’t find the precise or exact words to flawlessly find the truth. What the truth tells you is as vague as the galaxy does. No specific answer and no place for existence. In the latter you end up nothing. You don’t have a choice but to embrace without losing your grip. You started it with love and simply end it with joy coz’ it’s how you have chosen it, but on how you want it is different at all.
He wasn’t, She wasn’t…. just what you have thought.
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