falling from cloud nine

I keep on telling myself that there is a point to all of this. The fibs I whisper to my thoughts that it'll all be worth it. That there are lessons to be learned and plenty of fish in the sea.

But I've never loved a human more. 

And on that day, I want it to be him. More than anything.

But sometimes I wonder where all of this is going and what we are doing here. Why can't it be? 

The amount of love and happiness he brings could supply for a lifetime. 

But at the end of the day, I ponder the possibility.

 

(s o m e t i m e s  l o v e  i s  n o t  e n o u g h)