Warning: This work has been rated 16+ for language.
Can you call it a commitment if it’s unofficial, can you call it love if it’s unsure, Can you call it a break up if there’s no definite him and her or would it be really a break up after all.
How will you move on from a relationship that never happened, to a love story that was never told, to an almost, to a maybe, to a supposed to be. How would you heal the wounds? How would you cover the scars? How would you treat the pain from something that you don’t know of what it really was? How would you accept that it has ended if you are not even sure if it really started? How would you define a love that is not committed?
It’s so hard to let go for something that ended, but it’s much harder to let go of something that you don’t even know if it really comes to an end. It’s painful to grieve for something that you’ve lost, but it’s much painful to grieve on something that you are not sure of if it was yours. Is it wrong to hope, would it be wrong to wait, for a maybe to become a yes, for an almost to be attest. Is it foolish to call it love, is it crazy to take that chance, is it insane to be unsurely happy, and is it stupid to hope that maybe……
I don’t know how it started, I don’t know how it ended, It’s a love that never happened, It’s an us that never was. Maybe it’s just you and me, and never an us, as my friends told me hey, wake up! It’s all in the past, but my heart contradicted and said, hey sweetie, you felt that it was really love even just for once, then my mind shouted, you fucking crazy! Move on with that shit and pick up your ass. Cause all these are non-sense because it’s not what you think it really was.