Hon känner efter om livet kan vara lite mer.
Jag ljög. En person frågade mig "Finns det fortfarande någonting där?".. Och jag ljög: Jag sa nej. Det stämmer överhuvudtaget inte kom jag på när jag tänkte efter. Om jag inte säger det högt kanske det inte existerar? Det var nog så jag resonerade...
Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn't it? It makes you
vulnerable. It opens your chest and it means that someone
can get inside and mess you up. You build up all these defenses,
you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you.
Then one stupid person, wanders into your life.. You give them
a piece of you, they didn't ask for it. The did something dumb one
day, like kiss you our smile at you, and then you're life isn't
your own anymore. Love takes hostages, it get's inside of you.
It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness. So simple,
a phrase like "Maybe we should just be friends" turns into
a glass splinter working it's way into your heart. It hurts.
Not just only in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a
soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain.
With that said; I hate love"
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