Plagiarism is not advisable. You'll hear a gunshot if we see it happening anywhere.
I wish you’ve never been so sweet, I wish you weren’t too special, I wish you never became my world. The problem is you are. I wish I didn’t know you and I wish I didn’t love you. The problem is I do.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Lost In Time.


 I think love is inexplicable, yet it still exists. True love is rare, if you're one of those that find true love, then good for you. If not, then good riddance. I know everyone wishes that true love isn't rare to find. But if it's not rare anymore, then true love wouldn't be a special kind of feeling anymore now, would it? 

You could spend a whole lifetime looking for it; high chances are that  you wouldn't even find it. But for some people, they're just too stubborn. They put their hopes in finding it too high, then alas heartbreak is the only thing they find. They would then regret. Oh, believe me, I should know. I've been in this field before. They would then feel somehow trapped, desperate to find a way out of the tangled web they got their selves into, but there doesn't seem to be a way out. 

It's true, like what Stella said, only 7% of the people in this world, would be with their loved ones since they were kids, till now. That's how long true love can last. Then, they get married. Get kids. Get grand kids, get great-grand kids, and so on.

 And it's one of those moments when you don't even know what made you cry.
 
Written with ,
Rafael.

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