Love has many definitions. And I'm surrounded by it. Whether its my sister and her new hubby, my parents, the love they have for me or the love i have for my pets/hobbies.
I feel privileged to see their loving moments....but i wonder...when will i have mine. Sometimes i feel like a third wheel. And its true, most of the time i am.
But sometimes i wonder, if someone feels love towards someone is it ok, to ......[get angry]....argue about the tiniest things. I know I'll do it...its normal, right...i think. But if it should be unconditional love, should those little things matter. I feel so confused.
I can i love someone....and not love myself. [maybe I'm weird one]
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