Pandora Diary: From Red to Rainy days

add-more-tags-clover-hand-nature-Favim.com-523290_large A ship was struck by lighting and a storm.  April 14 2015, 4:30pm at a coffee cafe, he was wearing green and i was red, we sat in an corner table. He was pretty angry for making him wait this long. But his mood changed quickly and he complimented me for looking beautiful. Since it was raining we was all drenched wet yet we talked. It didn’t matter if he made me pay for what we ate, he kissed in my cheeks and told me he loved me, that is a moment to kill someone in deep affectionate thoughts like i felt, i was thinking maybe this is my new chance to begin something.

The sky was crying for the ship and water was so focused on destroying it. May 14th my exams started. I couldn’t meet him, that was probably another chance went away. June came along my exams ended and he became busy. We never talked, he didnt mostly. Technology becoming so advanced yet it fails to make to people talk, especially when someone is dying to. 30th June, his birthday. Ofcourse he didn’t invite me to his party with his friend. Moreover his friends don’t even know me. They know nothing about me, he never mentioned about me. I wished him anyways. July 4th my birthday, neither he called nor a text nothing from him. I guess he forgot. The ship was slowly sinking in the dark blue sea. .I will go to the same university as he is in. I will still go there for myself.

The world shall pray for those lost souls. And now it’s rainy season. The sky is always crying, for me and all those sad and damaged souls who can’t cry out loud. And he is with someone else, thats what the picture of him holding someone else’s hand said, I am with someone but i secretly still hope this is a new story, it has to be. The ship cannot be untraceable.

Pandora Diary: Perspective of Love.

Love is a state of being. Love doesn’t mean that it should be on a particular person, it can be on anything, passion, something rarely magical to ones eyes yet too complicated to understand by others. That is love. love is sometimes complicated but its sweet as honey.

Love is when he laid his eyes on hers and the time stopped for a while. Love is when someone accepts you for who you are and doesnot complain about it. Its all accepting everything about that person.
Love is when you can’t live without them. You can live without them…people who says that are living, but its sometimes when you say you can’t you mean a life without them is dull, shallow.
Love is when they leave you for someone. If they leave you in the first place they weren’t meant for you. Believe in god, he does things for a reason.

Love is not when you play with someone’s feelings. If love was easy people around the world wont have cried themselves to sleep nor changed or ruined their lives. If love was meant for ruining peoples lives then love wouldn’t be a part of life.