Strange

Posted on by The Wanderer

Strange how people change, how their value in your life changes, how they mean the world to you a moment and at the other, they don’t fit at all.

Strange how you see a person through different lenses, how their colors shift with each shift of a lense, how they go from being loved to being loathed.

Strange how you think your heart is locked and safe, and how you are disillusioned in a matter of seconds, how you turn from a person who cannot love, to the one who wears his heart on his sleeve.

It is indeed strange how people act before, during, and after you’ve given them a place in your heart. How, one by one, all your concepts of love are turned into misconceptions.

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Published by The Wanderer

A student of life, though continuously trying to dodge the teacher, no luck so far. Selectively lazy, only for the tasks that don't appeal to me; which is, most of the tasks. Keen observer, sometimes to the point of creepiness; lucky, I'm not a raccoon or else I could get hit for that, everytime. Like to spread smiles on the faces around, and joke with own self; since no one else would. Searching for the meaning of life, within and without. . .