It is weird , isn't it ?
Any kind of creature that I truly fell in love with , whom their existence makes me owe the entire profile of happiness no matter how default they seemed ,
But eventually neither of them Could become mine , could become part of me ..
It became a habit , to suffer ..
Myself started to complain from me "why the hell you drive me to the same issue over and over again ? "
Could just happiness-bringing subjects knock your door first , well prepared , without having to smash me in between ? Then eventually no-one knocks on you ,
They always lose their pathway in the process of finding the one who truly believed and loved them sorely ,
Who's loss do you think ?
Well , it seems usually I am the one who feels the pain yet I am also the only one who felt the joy of love ,
So who do you think the losing one here exactly?! .