How does one truly live?

How does one truly love? Does one love so deeply that once you're under you drown? Or do you not care to a point your heart is too locked up to ever feel again? Do you love so hard that the pressure causes you to crack? Or do you care so lightly you forget how to feel at all? Do you love so fast you catch fire? Or do you care so slowly your feeling freeze? Do love so much it hurts? Or do you never hurt at all?

I love too hard and deep and fast and it's killing me. But I can't imagine any other way. I love people to a point where I forget my own needs. I care about my friends and family so much, I forget I need love too. I'm so young, but my circumstances have placed me in a grown up's shoes. How do I fill them? How do I love? When I talk about myself I feel bad, like I'm not worth help. Like all I do is complain. But it's not like I have nothing to complain about. It's not like I have nothing to cry over.

So how does one truly live? Do you live so recklessly you crash too often? Or do you live so carefully you never get hurt? Which one? Is there an in between?

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