Sometimes it’s easier not to give a fuck about anything anymore. Things change, maybe for the better, maybe for the worst. You cannot prevent people from changing but you can guide them and assist them in their journey. If someone wants to change, let them, because it is an experience of growth. They are opening their minds and their hearts and putting themself on show for the broader world. People need to start to understand that if you cared about someone, you would support their decisions, you wouldn’t pick through and find fault wherever fault is present to be found. Rant over.
It appears that when you think you’re in love, quite often you’re not. You’re attached. Yes, you are perfectly, well and truly attached but not in love. Perhaps you are in love. Perhaps the person you are in love with is unable to return the feelings. Perhaps it’s all just fun and games until the excitement and joy is lost, never to be found again. I won’t get lost again. In the city, perhaps, but I certainly won’t get lost in this game we call “love”. How is it possible to be so blinded and unable to see the cheating and the lies? Why is it that we are so wrapped up in how amazing someone appears that we are unable to view their flaws whether you choose to acknowledge them or not? It hurts. It hurts a lot. I have learnt that nothing lasts forever. I have learnt all good things come to an end. I have learnt that everything happens for a reason and more often than not, that reason is what is holding you back from living your life to the fullest.