Sometimes love involves you while you least expect it, and sometimes those connections are so powerful, as for those who are inexplicably sure with no other selection. And that type of love it hurts.
This love brings out a side of you that you just never need to face. It uproots your fears, your addictions, your wounds, your defense mechanisms. It shows how broken you might be. This shows how broken it’s They If. However beautiful, tiring and overwhelming this connection is, deep down you realize your fellowship was meant to occur. You feel it, the fireplace in one another. You understand and see one another on a level that others won’t ever understand.
But sometimes the love you wish might not be the love you would like or the love you deserve. Sometimes two people could be so good to one another and still not be good to one another.
Love shouldn’t hurt. Love should not be about heartache, agony, fights, tears. Love should not be about two broken people finding a house in one another. Love should not be unbearable. Longing. Missing. Wait.
Sometimes, having that connection, you’ve to let yourself go.
You will do every little thing in your power to be together, even knowing how mistaken you might be. You bargain with the Universe, you make mistakes, you hurt people along the way in which. Maybe you even hurt yourself.
But if it is the type of love that folks write songs about, then someday you will find one another again. Sometimes this love at all times comes back together and nothing and nobody can tear it apart.
Right person, mistaken time. Isn’t that at all times the case?
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