Love—what is it? The pain or the happiness behind it? But I'm not sure if I've ever experienced it. Then what about friendship? Is it a lie just like love? Or is it something everyone has, but I don't know about?
Well, to me, love and friendship are mere lies. Love causes unhappiness and pain. From love, obsession and possessiveness grow. When they grow, they cause crimes like kidnapping and murder. I'm not saying that it's not hot and hella sexy, but what about the innocent people who get hurt because of it?
Call me weird, I don't care. But if you grew up with people who know how to love properly, you'll never be able to see the dark side of love—the pain people cause others, thinking they're just protecting and loving them. But instead, they're hurting that person and making them insecure.
Love aside, what about friendship? Unless you mask your true self, it's rare to find a person who wants you as a friend. Is that still true friendship?
"Then don't mask your true self," some might think—but those who haven't experienced being called weird, freaky, and crazy wouldn't understand.
Oh wait—is "weird" and "freaky" actually the same?
Would be freaking weird if it were.
"Hey, whatcha doing? Staring out the window?"
"Nothing much, just staring." My voice was hoarse for some reason.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, no worries." I smirked playfully, but deep down I just wanted to disappear from embarrassment.
Why did you come to talk to me???
I was happy overthinking and being depressive. My inner self was crying from embarrassment and shame.
Awkward silence filled the space between us.
"So, how are you?" I tried to open a topic, not quite ready for what's coming next in the conversation.
"Yeah, I'm good. I actually have training today. I'm so exhausted, I'm not in the mood to go."
Question!!: Should I ask What do you train? Or What happened? Why are you tired?
Imma give Why are you tired? a try.
"Why are you tired?"
"I woke up at 6 a.m., had to go to school, didn't have enough time to eat breakfast. I had PE, and we did rock dances. Then I had art class in another building, so I had to walk a lot."
My brain went off.
I'm fucked
To be continued....