Nothing is permanent. Anger passes. Stupidity is usually temporary. And even the best things in life can’t last forever.

then i am thinking;
he is with them;
why is he still think about me;
in a total reverse role;
i would be the same;
the lust;
the desire;
the feeling;
all this will not stop;
even for me;
he is not feeling more with me compared to them;
it is totally different feeling altogether;
beyond comparison;
beyond reason;
in the verge of lust and desire;


which i wonder;


is there ever love?


real love?