About love, being loved and loving.
Do you remember how hopeless love is? for the sake of our hearts, we sometimes lie. we sometimes ignore the fact that we cannot handle this anymore and wanting to quit. We sometimes don't feel enough because we set a very abstract standard about how we want to be loved. We punish the person, for being responsible for our own expectations that might come from history, family, and traumas. We have been trained our minds to love hard, to survive the battle, to fight, to be heartbroken but not to remember that everyone has their own battle too. It's our way of loving as there is their own way of loving. I read it somewhere that not even a single person owes you an explanation about how wrong you're doing them and how they finally give you time to let them go. you deserve to be happy as they deserve it too. they have been trying so hard to love you, and they failed. as you have tried to make yourself believe, and you failed.