when will the yearning end?
Once again, I’m here, yearning—publicly might I add (but on my own side on the internet). What a life to live, and to live a life constantly experiencing recurrent heartache, which ultimately comes from growing love for people, then inevitably they’ll grow tired of you. Everyone always leaves, nothing will stop it. It's just a thing you have to live with. Then you’ll come home and throw yourself onto your furniture like an Oscar Wilde character does, spending your entire night thinking—Do genuine relationships between two people still exist? You'll spend an entire week thinking of this and the one person who left. You’re not entirely alone. You've got people all around you. So why is this one person in your head? Just stuck thinking, longing for one single person to come back. The worst part about all of this? You’d let them back into your life, and pretend nothing ever happened, the love never really ever stopped, you’ve never shed a tear, you’d never cried yourself to sleep. It’s an endless cycle you’ll face in this life.
