Sometimes, isn't it irritating to know that something has ended, before anything has even started?
Here I sit, pondering and wondering. This kinda weird feeling of helplessness that overwhelms when you're just alone.
Expectations and hope are vague when it promises nothing, yet people will undoubtedly grow them inside. Once these things are revealed to be nothing, it will just strike deep inside. Even though you already know that it's just an illusion that's not supposed to happen, you will still be disappointed with the realization that it had all been just an empty gleam of light that you planted within yourself.
They promise nothing except for pain when you finally accept that it's nothing.
For me, nothing has started, there shouldn't even be hope and any expectation. But why, do I have these pain that will only come with expectations and hope?
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