there is never a definite end. to any uninspiring ending.
the bonds of which you thought could last forever.
and you utter lines. i guess i was wrong when i said im the one for you.
sometimes you want to let go, just to prove to yourself you did ever love.
and when that moment is fleeting, you just wish you could hang on to her forever.
and then you snap back to reality.
look at her once again.
i guess you dont need endings,
you just have to create beginnings.
because so much in life is not measured through instances.
everything is as unique as any new love is.
to the very least the souls that bind you are unique.
and even if til this day you still wonder.
they know the answer.
they feel whats real.
and they’ll be the ones to make you last forever.
and if they cant.
then probably.. the idea was a mistake.
just like somethings in this world end up like.
a mistake.
Us.
when i wrote this, i never thought the feeling could be real. now i know
