"How can you claim something that was never yours to claim, every second spent was a mortgage that you paid to fill that ever widening pit of emptiness, a cauldron that occupies the human heart, what one would care about is to fill theirs up to the brim, quench that eternal thirst for love but in that blind quest for love you forget that a person cannot be owned, and these fucking notions we have about love which involves words such as 'forever' and 'eternity' are just free flowing shit that we love to consume and feel satiated, we have ourselves corrupted the idea of a romantic relationship and we alone are to face the dire consequences of our self woven delusions. Love cannot promise you a secure future, rarest of stones or any of the ulterior motives we try to sap out of relationships today but then no one can. Love doesn't exist, it's long dead, it is the patron saint of relationships but it doesn't walk the face of the earth and we keep expecting to find it, like God, we blindly believe in it , just in the bleak hope of filling up our cauldrons, just enough to be felt loved."
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