I remember it hurts, looking at her hurts…

There are two types of people: hopeless romantics and realists. A hopeless romantic is one who gets convinced that it is destiny putting him/ her with a particular someone; while a realist just sees that face, and just packs the other person in every other one he has seen before. (Stuck in Love)

A hopeless romantic can easily get hurt, and well, maybe…. Well, I used to be towards the romantic side but well… yes, reality does check in. It is definitely a lesson learned. Was going to say the more beautiful a memory is, the more painful it is to leave. This is pretty much true, but well, life is only meaningful when you can convince yourself that it is.

Anyway, I mean, life is a journey, and we are all on this ride. Moving on is a compulsory process. No one can be with you forever. The truth is, we come to this world alone, and we leave this world exactly the same way. But all I would say, is that ‘You were that pure, lovely, little apple of my eyes’, and that pureness, and loveliness shalt never fade.

So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
(Shakespeare, Sonnet 18)

P.S. A good song here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hPD-a1FjUtU

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