Woman after woman barged in and walked away;
They had taught me one thing; that love is fleeting, conditional and devious. I thought I was seeking happiness and fulfilment but now I know, it was suffering that lured me, something that stayed in the shadows, always covered by sugarcoated lies called joy and completeness.
It’s suffering that made me feel alive and receptive, not love, not lust. For what good are the feelings that use and mislead you into the same path that you walked?
How about you share my love and I share your misery?