When the train can only take two passengers.The thing about love is there's no facts about it. Love cannot be taught in a school. So how exactly are we to know what in this bloody universe is love? Experience. With experience, much can uncovered. Much is understood.
What I can say is, love must have a mutual understanding between one party and the other. It's not all about the one person. It takes two hands to clap. So my dear friend, where's the other hand?
And if you love someone, you should accept them for who they are. But there's always room for improvement am I not right? I understand, I understand..
No one is perfect.
But it doesn't hurt to move one step closer to it. I'm not perfect either. So my dear friend, there's nothing to be envious about. Although I feel that, by your envy, I have achieved something out of it. However, we're normal. We're very normal. We go through what you go through. Just not much in the quantity but that doesn't mean we don't.
This must end, and you know it.
And my dearest, I love you very much no matter what. NO MATTER WHAT.
xoxo
6:55 PM
