#loneshit

There are thoughts one can never put into words. Feelings kept inside that cage inside your chest. They crush you and hurt you in ways you never thought possible.

There are people who take, there are people who give. There are people who break, there are people who bleed. There are people with memories to make, there are people who forget to leave. Our differences makes us individuals, alike in the essence of experiencing hardships, yet unique with our own circumstances.

It's all just a bunch of chemical reactions in the brain right? You think you can't trust that its true. Yet, the universe in its entirety is also just a bunch of chemical reactions. It's real. You can trust that it's true. So put your trust in your heart when it feels like it too.

That's the thing with time. You never really get enough of it. You simply have to accept that you need to make the most of what you get.

Someone asked if it was easy to move on. I told them that for some it's not, for some it never happens, and that for me, it was  relatively easy. I guess in a way, my heart already knew that the person wouldn't stay.

Why can't I write when I'm contented? Is it a requirement to be broken for you to write? Do you always need to bleed words through cuts of pain?

Never be afraid to risk, even when odds are against you. For it wouldn't really be a risk, if it didn't include winning and losing, as chances.