Isn't it
ironic how we run away from everything that hurts us but always end up in pain?
How we are
afraid to open our heart to avoid heartbreaks when in fact the heart is made to
be broken..
Everything
in life is made to be broken.
Ironic
isn't it,
We stand
and fall and stand back again only to fall eventually.
We live and
we die...
eventually
The irony
of life itself is not meant to be understood by mere mortals like ourselves.
Like Chess
pieces being played by a force mightier than we can ever understand or make
sense of.
You are
called a King, you think you are important
But just
like the king piece of a chess game,
You only
serve as a object
Nothing
more
Do not try
to understand love,
Do not try
to understand life,
Do not
understand what is not meant to be understood
Simply
accept every situation you find yourself and make the best out of it because
that is all you can do.
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