That " Fictional " Story that you've read countless times and has left you plundering into your feelings and thoughts so deeply that you slowly turn yourself mad.... How can it be fake, and feel so real?
Those classic novels that have sewed their words into the passage of time have taught me what love and pain can actually be.
I've tried expressing it my own way, writing down beautiful poems and stories that could reflect my feelings, but the more I write them, the less I understand them.
I know that something is missing, but that something I cannot grasp.
I'm afraid of that feeling, afraid of how it might turn out if it's now how I imagined it.
I'm afraid it might not be true .
So, I guess I've answered my own question,
Perhaps true love is meant to stay frictional.
Or maybe, it's just all inside my head.
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DEAD ROSES
PoetryLove fades, betrayal hurts, but hope never dies. This is a journey through my experiences and emotions, expressed in poetry, prose and quotes. These pieces are a collection I've built over time, each one a reflection on a moment of joy, sorrow, or s...
