You can lock love in a box full of disappointment and revenge but still memorize the moments that made love feel real and predictable.
To me love is just a word.
Memories is just moments that happened for specialty to feel real like a fairytale.
Loyalty is a privilege not a right.
You choose to love, to feel, to see how much you can touch a drop of the feeling someone cares about you.
Love can make you feel trapped, over loaded with someone who thinks they know you when they actually can’t see the real you from the inside n out.
Everyone has a challenge to face.
Mines is to see how long I can last.
Me suffering under this dark mask that holds lies and faults.
If I take off this mask will you be able to see me?
People suffer to be successful.
The more you fail the longer your road leads to success.
It’s not fighting for what you want.
But it’s how long you will fight to get to your morals, your flaws, n your wisdom of opportunities.