The love that may never decipher but the illusions will never be the same,this ablaze set fire to all my lifelong conjectures and perishable beliefs.
i liberate myself of all hopes,i mean i am in self love.
some are born not to be loved and that is absolutely okay!
the ash that i will always keep
how cruel life can be at times, we lose ourselves in the chase of finding our better halves. which never exist in actaul. the pain may heal but the scars,the scars remain.
