In between cursing the air and puking by the plants, she
asks me, “Do I deserve someone good?”
I answer, “Of course
honey, of course…”
“But you know… I don’t
think I’m good enough as a person to have that…”
Then she pukes again, now on my lap.
***
Love. The best form of cruelty the universe could offer.
It always starts as something harmless. Well, at least until
it makes you dare to raise the expectation. To meet your expectation, you let
your other half aware of it. Often by some arguments or even tears. Then you
try to work it out, you compromise. But suddenly you feel as if you are not you.
You’re tired, you’re worn out. You realise your expectation hasn’t changed
ever since and probably it’s not match at all with what your other half wants. You’re
now angry. After that sure comes the hate. Hate towards your partner? No.
You hate yourself, that’s when love completely changing into
something cautious.
***
“Don’t question
whether you’re a good enough person or not. Ask about how sincere you are in
loving other.”
Now she’s holding my hand. And I… I hold hers back.
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***
"For you I was the flame
Love is a losing game
Five story fire as you came
Love is losing game
Love is a losing game
Five story fire as you came
Love is losing game
One I wished, I never played
Oh, what a mess we made
And now the final frame
Love is a losing game..."--Amy Winehouse, from: Love is a Losing Game.
Oh, what a mess we made
And now the final frame
Love is a losing game..."--Amy Winehouse, from: Love is a Losing Game.
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