Funny how you realise that some things aren't the way you thought they were. You thought you knew people well, your life, relationships, surroundings, characters of people etc. A series of events pile up, forcing you to streamline into a channel of thoughts which starts to prick your senses and judgement until you slowly find yourself bleeding inside. You're cornered to sieve out what is true and what isn't, yes, it ain't easy. There is a great divide between what you believe and what is displayed. Sometimes you choose to believe what you wish to believe and the rest, you classify under a tight rope balance of fact or fiction, losing that balance ever so frequently. A lack of trust, a continuity of disbelief, the ingredients of a pulling distance in relationships. It is a simple piece of content that is known, and somewhat an orthodox answer to many problems.

You reminisce on the days you felt that things would never change, never in your lifetime. But a blink of an eye makes you wonder if what you believe a second ago, still stands on solid ground. "Wise man say, only fools rush in." Indeed, we are made a fool in a way or another, being so contented at such a fast pace that we could not believe. But what the "fools" don't see is how lasting this contentment is. Going as fast as it came, we try to grasp the essence of it all - the love of all forgotten things. A mere exchange of words is satisfactory for the test of trueness and long lastings. Some, no matter how time has given that separation, can still be very closely knitted. Rejoice when you find friendships like those, for you know you have lived knowing one true being.

Love has played its numerous melody on us, and we are exposed to a chain of music. Love has yet to reveal the final summation on the number of tunes it has, and of which every individual hears a different tune. Love knows no boundaries so the fear of crossing it could well be eliminated, but there is a separation between real loving and pseudo loving. I can never understand how people could use a month to lay down down a future. Every relationship is said to be lasting but some time too short, the "lasting" word gets blown into ashes, beyond recognition from that initial feeling of forever. Isn't it tiring to make life sound beautiful? Laying down the road map for a decade and only to repeatedly find it lasts for a time too short? Humans are creatures that even they themselves don't understand. Yes?

I'm searching for love that has a lifetime imprisonment. Forever yours to keep, forever yours to hold and grow old with. Pardon my raw thoughts, I'm trying to perfect the best way I can, on this life of mine that is burgeoning.

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