Don't you think falling in love,especially in an unrequited way, is cruel? Just like a crescendo of the ocean waves,where it starts off as nothing more than a mere tingle at your feet which then slowly builds up into an overwhelming tsunami. It hits you and sweeps you off your feet without a moment's notice,when your guard is at it's weakest.Before you know it,you've drifted off too deep into the ocean without any means of returning to shore. And when you're out there,all you can do is struggle to stay afloat,praying very hard for some sort of salvation to end your battle.
So the only thing left to do is to hope.To hope that maybe the ocean current pulls you back to where you started.But then again,wouldn't that mean that the same thing would happen all over again?
Don't mind me,just a random post.
