Monday, May 23, 2011
It's easier to be alone.
I quote Meredith Grey here and somehow it makes so much sense as to what she says. You never want love, you don't ask for it. But then you get it. Now begins the tricky part. What do you do with it? Do you keep it or ignore it like it never happened to you? We all resist. We build walls around us. Tie ourselves in chains of self-defence but one day we let it all go. For that love. But then what if we get used to it? This love. What if we grow fond of it and addicted to it? What if we realize we can't live without it? And then what if we have to let it go. It's like death. Only worse. Because death ends. This, is permanent.