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Recently, I find myself questioning things that I've always thought I believed.
I asked myself if the people I trust so much now would be the same people that I love, years down the road. All that trust and sacrifice, for nothing, when in the blink of an eye, we are but two strangers falling into dust.
There is this intimacy you feel you share with a particular person, that draws you in, wraps you in a blanket of safety and you never in that single moment think of leaving- think of wanting anything else. But after some time, you start to question yourself, your love.
It's a nasty feeling, really. Not knowing what you want and what you can have.
I asked myself if the people I trust so much now would be the same people that I love, years down the road. All that trust and sacrifice, for nothing, when in the blink of an eye, we are but two strangers falling into dust.
There is this intimacy you feel you share with a particular person, that draws you in, wraps you in a blanket of safety and you never in that single moment think of leaving- think of wanting anything else. But after some time, you start to question yourself, your love.
It's a nasty feeling, really. Not knowing what you want and what you can have.