Nobody warned me that I'd be caught in between a non-existing love story. Again. After all the efforts I did to avoid this stupid thing, here I am again feeling and acting foolishly over something I shouldn’t be bothering about. Maybe, it is I who always cause destruction towards myself. Should I feel a new sensation inside me, I am trying to act chill yet in reality, I am freaking out. Literally. I wonder how to change this ugly habit of mine.
“Where do I stand?”, “Where it will lead us?” “Should I give in?”, “Should I let go? These questions stumbled and tripped over my head all the time. And in the end, I always lead myself into the pit of brokenness, without gaining anything but pains, sorrows and miseries.
What now? I am lost, confused and even broken over something I haven’t laid my hands on. Damn it. It’s always been like this.
