I will find a way through. The last month or so has been very difficult. I want to be happy. I need rest from it all. The question....
Do I believe in love anymore?
Is love a real feeling, or is it the mental musings of a decision, a deliberate intent to "be somebody" to someone who is arbitrarily deemed to be special. Is love real? Is it a contrived thing?
I don't know if I believe in love. I have been through a lot over the years.
Despite it all, I know that I want to believe in it.
Maybe that will have to be enough. For now, I just need some sleep. I'd rather dream it over, thank think it over. night.
