Random

I think love is like car accidents.
Someone always gets hurt
While the other gets off scot-free
Other times both parties are totally wrecked.
Sometimes it's just a fender bender.

One wrong move can ruin everything.

Consequently, deep in our heart, we are concealing things we are longing to say, restraining ourselves from doing things we want to do. Because we are afraid of losing that one person who we treated as an integral part of our lives.

I missed you. It's killing me.