Love.

It’s never gonna be pain.

Often people think of love as a painful thing but it isn’t. A love with so much pain shall not be called by that name. It doesn’t mean to harm but it always tend to hurt. Or pull a strand of string inside your chest. Something about it makes you feel happy and on top of the world. Until the day Love decides to leave. Then all would be gone and your entire universe is crashed. 

Once love disappears, everything falls into place. But not in a way you would be happy. Reality hits you and it takes you back to the time where you felt lonely. A long period of time where you craved for love and it showed itself quite surprisingly. Now, it’s time to go and till now you’re still taken aback. The one thing you thought could have saved you will now leave you dying for someone new.

Apparently people get tired of constantly getting the same thing. There’s a stupid game people like to play and it’s making someone feel like you still want them while yourself is already far gone. 

But all that is not love.

A heartbreak is different from love and never once would love feel any pain.

*I needed this for an upcoming fanfic that I might or might not post wc