"Where the two world never collide they just revolve around eachother, in this world of hopes and prayers we often forget to choose who truly understands us with someone who doesn't care about your sole existence". She drops her pen after writing this very line on her journey losing all hope she ever truly had , romance was one thing that never really happened to her rest all were the lessons to learn . It's life that tests once strength but how much they say love yourself, before loving the other person. Guess that was myth in her world as well , "am i that unloving?" Or "must be the choice of my love is unworthy to have it" these were the two options layed infront of her she chooses the first as usual nothing really changes, hopes gone , courage? Guess that was long gone as well , guts and assumptions have killed this adventurous mind of a young soul. loving yourself doesn't mean to give yourself another chance with someone you don't idealise . A person matching the checklist will always be an out of stock wishlist.
Thought like this revolved on her unstoppable brain , inner voice that slowly scratched away her brain making it hollow , hollow enough to let the insecurities dance around like a devil on sinner's grave.
Somewhere there is an exception in this piece of despare if she wakes up with rage , rage not to revenge or possessiveness but of proving that she is not worth others but herself.. then the love is truly both sided one with herself and another with her soul .
