“You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I’ll admit that I was glad that it was over”
Love’s complicated, your sweet resigned sorrow resonates with the complication, but I hope you don’t stay in sorrow just to miss the joy.
😥☔️
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It’s always not just about being loved back. There’s always a question of whether they even remember us! Very well written!
Thoroughly enjoyed! 💐
Thank you so much Manpreet. 🙂
You are most welcome! : )
“You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I’ll admit that I was glad that it was over”
Love’s complicated, your sweet resigned sorrow resonates with the complication, but I hope you don’t stay in sorrow just to miss the joy.
Always look on the bright side of life.