Note: I will be posting some unearthed, unpublished notes I have from my notes and elsewhere.
I felt like putting it somewhere where people can actually read it. But meh, who cares.
CREATED: March 5, 2016
EDITED: January 10, 2022
You have arrived into this sudden realization that the thing you love—you've been loving a long time—isn't enough to make you happy.
You get tired. You wake up, do the usual routine, keep trying to work things out, go to sleep, and repeat. But there's no satisfaction. No gratification. Everything becomes a cycle. A tireless, useless repetition of every day, but you end each day hoping it gets better.
It doesn't.
Still, you love. You love and you love even without reciprocation. Like a one-way street finally reaching it's dead-end.
Snap! Today, you wake up and it's different. You've had enough.
You still love, but you're not sure if you're up for another challenge. Just like the ones you had in the past. Pathetic.
You quit and say goodbye. Difficult as it seems—because you're still in love—but you don't want to get hurt anymore.
Nonetheless, you keep hoping for the best.
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