Apologies, bitterness and a painted hand.

In my view, love shouldn’t kick you when you are down.

Perhaps it really is not natural for people to love, to be married and forever tied to a single soul. It’s not in our D.N.A. I’ve read enough books, heard enough stories, seen enough to conclude that people change. They crave the unknown, seek a new excitement. It hurts.

But in the end, what are we without love?

(I hope I shall never find out.)

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Posted by Pinkjumpers in Art, Thoughts Tags: hopes, Ideas, Love, teenage, Thoughts