Much to my everlasting chagrin, I am in love again :')

There comes a point in our lives when we meet that one person that rock our entire world. Our bodies yearn for them, our hearts seem to want to jump out of our very chests to connect with theirs. Stars collapse and planets collide and comets scratch against the firmament and galaxies blink out of existence. Your body could virtually burst from that insane, joyous high, and some nights that yearning is so great you can hardly relax, let alone fall asleep. All you can think of is them. Then and there they've become your entire world and nothing else matters. Thank you, great Cosmos...

I hate being in love, but this is taken from the diary from one of my characters after meeting one of the most beautiful girls, and it was written possibly one-and-a-half to two months ago when I couldn't sleep. This...This amazing girl was all I could think about right then, which disappointed me because I had made an effort not to feel this way for her. But the struggle against mind and heart, reason and desire, is rarely one we win, right?

Admittedly love, or, at least, the fantasy of the thing, is a strong vice of mine I can never seem to shake no matter how hard I try quitting. Sometimes this can be quite distressing when all you want is to never feel anything remotely close to it for anyone ever again. But here I am, struck by loves passionate hammer once more, knowing full well it is pointless.
But this girl, she...fuck, she is amazing, This is difficult for me, I don't even know why I'm posting this, or even if I should. This is just so exhausting. I want her so badly, and maybe she wants me too but I doubt that but I don't know, but she's amazing, and fuck, she lives in another country! FUCK!

I just hate being in love, it always ends in my emotional agony, but I've been caught in love's great whirlpool once more and I'm helpless to stop it.

I apologize, I wanted to put a bit more effort into this post, I know I should, but I don't think too many more words are needed.



Submitted April 24, 2019 at 03:04AM

There comes a point in our lives when we meet that one person that rock our entire world. Our bodies yearn for them, our hearts seem to want to jump out of our very chests to connect with theirs. Stars collapse and planets collide and comets scratch against the firmament and galaxies blink out of existence. Your body could virtually burst from that insane, joyous high, and some nights that yearning is so great you can hardly relax, let alone fall asleep. All you can think of is them. Then and there they've become your entire world and nothing else matters. Thank you, great Cosmos...I hate being in love, but this is taken from the diary from one of my characters after meeting one of the most beautiful girls, and it was written possibly one-and-a-half to two months ago when I couldn't sleep. This...This amazing girl was all I could think about right then, which disappointed me because I had made an effort not to feel this way for her. But the struggle against mind and heart, reason and desire, is rarely one we win, right?Admittedly love, or, at least, the fantasy of the thing, is a strong vice of mine I can never seem to shake no matter how hard I try quitting. Sometimes this can be quite distressing when all you want is to never feel anything remotely close to it for anyone ever again. But here I am, struck by loves passionate hammer once more, knowing full well it is pointless.But this girl, she...fuck, she is amazing, This is difficult for me, I don't even know why I'm posting this, or even if I should. This is just so exhausting. I want her so badly, and maybe she wants me too but I doubt that but I don't know, but she's amazing, and fuck, she lives in another country! FUCK!I just hate being in love, it always ends in my emotional agony, but I've been caught in love's great whirlpool once more and I'm helpless to stop it.I apologize, I wanted to put a bit more effort into this post, I know I should, but I don't think too many more words are needed.

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