It’s not that I don’t believe in love. It’s just that the world has piled it up with so many things….things like infatuations, lust, fear, boredom, insecurities and selfishness.
And the real love gets lost completely.
I am not hopeless, I am just tired.
See, we keep burdening ourselves and subjecting ourselves to responsibilities that we claim are out of love.
Instead of treasuring what we have; and other’s willingness to genuinely care for us, we try to obsess over it as we become possessive. And all this we claim is love.
We claim that we love so deeply, and we have the right to love more, and expect pure love in return.
Most times, and for most people, this idea of love doesn’t give them peace of mind, because every time they are worried if that love is enough, or if the love they get in return is utterly…
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