Where is the love?

It's 7am and i am sitting right across the street, thinking, wondering how no matter how hard life fucks us, everything keeps going. i know our dreams are different, i know we live our lives differently, we do and see things in differnt lights.

You can't even imagine what people have to put up with..

Happy with a scarred face and scarred with a happy face. i guess we can never tell.

i am all grown up now and i see things different, i see the love people actualy have to give and i also see how tainted that love can be, gone through different heartbreaks and distrust they don't even remember what love feels like. see their creative potentials but i also see them struggling with it, struggling with different parts of them they never got to explore. What really baffles me is how people run all their lives trying to achieve something that wouldn't even matter in the long run, something so insignificant, something that was just put in place to distract the human mind from it's main purpose, distracting us and poising our hearts against the bigger picture…... LOVEE..

Because in the end, that's all that really matters! the amount of love you shared! the kind of love you showed the world, your fragile side that the world got to see! that's whefvO vat will really tell your story when you're gone. its LOVE!!!