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13:what is love ?

Love, the only object that can kill in a second, 
A fleeting moment that can shatter the heart, 
I once thought it fine, radiant and divine, 
But the truth reveals itself—it's not.

Love is bad, 
Love is terrible; 
It’s never hard to fall into its embrace, 
Yet letting go feels like a battle with no end. 
That is why some fall out of love, 
Drifting away like leaves in the autumn wind.

I don’t love too much; 
I don’t care too deeply— 
The mask of indifference I wear so well, 
Is often mistaken for evil,  
A shield crafted from past wounds. 

The number of tears I have shed 
Is equal to the times I believed— 
Believed that love was pure, 
Perfect in its essence, and safe from harm. 

I cried knowing that I could never...  
Love myself again;  
The last heart I had, vibrant and alive, 
Died when my love died—fading into shadows. 

But still, I feel as if I am wrapped in a shroud,  
My heart ripped out and left exposed;  
Love, what are you? 
An enigma wrapped in beauty and pain,  
A paradox that no one can truly understand. 

Love is the force that can bring two enemies together, 
Binding them with invisible threads until death do they part. 
Yet love is wicked—its cruelty often disguised as kindness;  
It’s a shame that I have had to carry as my burden, 
A shame etched into my very being—carved deep and forever lasting. 

Yet love gave me a second chance;  
A flicker of hope amidst the darkness. 
Even now, I still do not know—  
What love is. 

Is it the warmth of a gentle touch? 
Or the agony of longing when apart? 
Is it laughter shared under starlit skies,  
Or the silence that follows a bitter goodbye? 

Love is a riddle wrapped in layers of complexity; 
A sweet poison that tastes like honey but burns like fire. 
I search for answers in the echoes of my heart—  
But all I find are remnants of what once was;   
Memories haunting like ghosts in the corridors of my mind.  

So here I stand, on the precipice of understanding—  
Yearning for clarity in this chaotic dance called love.  

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-Gifttaylor

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I just broke up with my boyfriend

PS: I meet him online , but I did like him 😅😅😅

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