Fate

And I hate that I saw it coming.

I hate that I taunted it until it became my reality.

I hate that I refuse to accept it, blatantly and fiercely with all the energy I can muster.  

Fuck love

but not really

It makes me sad when people don’t root for love, because I do 

It makes me sad when people break up, when people who love each other hurt one another

Love should be kind and filling, and its a shame it can also be cruel. 

It can make someone feel like they own the world or like they’ve lost it

I don’t like that people respond to break ups saying it’ll be better or the other person sucked or guys are stupid

It makes me sad when people tell me that, I still love them I don’t want to hear them get slandered. 

Its like no one realized he was my world, not because I made him my world. 

But because he gave me it.