I realized that I don’t necessarily have to write everything down to express how I feel. Most of the time, it’s but enough that I am the only person in this world who can hear my heart break. There comes a time in your life when you’d finally know that you can play around on any aspect of your life but your heart for its more perilous than you thought and that a lot still try to be ignorant about it so they’d fool around mindless of what would be left of you when they take everything away. You’d know that in a lot of games, it pays to know who is in the losing end especially when it involves self-preservation. But then again, you’d believe that self-preservation is not selfishness. It’s simply protecting that place of sacrifice, the deepest riverbed of emotions and desires which you could give so easily just like that but can never take back. The moment friendship becomes complicated , It can never be friendship again. Next thing you know, you’d just have to accept the fact that you only meet your soul mate once and that it may not happen again because at that instance the only reasonable thing to do is let go.