nunc scio quit sit amor
I hate not being able to see it coming. I hate being blinded by human nature. Am I that obilvous to the facts? Do I really wear my heart on my sleeve, willing, and open for someone to just come by and smash it into a million pieces? All this change will be pointless if i'll never fall in love again. I guess all i can do is pray that one day i'll find love again. To find that unexplainable feeling, will be the pay off i guess. If not, then i guess it's just meant to be this way.