kiyuso
☕ Partially active. Just blogging down my messy thoughts for the record and future references. Also a story writer, typically concerning my gays. I don't particularly have any interests. It's more like, if something piques my interests, I become infatuated or obsessed.
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The love that last the longest is the love that is never returned. If we look at this negatively, we can relate to our stupid crushes. The ones where we only like someone because of how they look and or act. Certainly love makes us so naive that we can't even differentiate between reality and fantasy. And sometimes that love comes back at us, hurting us. It's a cruel truth, but as they say, "Love makes one blind." Just as blind as not noticing ones friend dating our crushes behind our backs. Though we have no right to feel betrayed because we didn't make a move nor were they with us. All we can do is sit there and slowly soak the news in like a spoiled sponged. Once all the water has evaporated, our feelings are turned bitter and dry. But we have no reason to be mad or jealous, we shouldn't. We just can't, because it'll just hurt us even more to care. To my dear friend: You say I'm your closest friend, like sisters you said. But you don't even tell me that you're dating the guy I seriously like. Did you think it would make me feel better to not know? But knowing from someone else's lips of your actions, break our trust even more. Were all your words lies then? When you were just casually talking about him seconds ago. What were you thinking? Thinking that you could hide it forever, to not break my heart. But my heart is already broken, not because of what you did, but because of what you didn't - you never spoke of this matter to me. |