What is love?
Love is pure, but why do we complicate love?
People live for love, die for love, leave for love, stay for love.
As for me, i like to keep someone's love with me, and keep my love with myself.
You can say i love myself more than i love others, because loving someone more than myself hurts so much more.
Although i say all this, but the fact is my heart always break into pieces, and leave one small piece behind for that someone.
I move on, but doesnt mean i forget. Somehow sometimes when i think about it i'll still see the scars of my heart.
It will never heal, it will never disappear.
Sometimes i wonder how much i can still give for the one in future.
Though i'll still have feelings for someone else sooner or later, but i dare not to love any more.
Love is always the reason to start all the pain and sorrows.
Though there are some happy moments, but the sad ones always comes first before it.
I've seen people betrayed by others, and others betrayed some others.
I dont know how and what to believe any more, as i know this world is full of lies.
Some people cant live without lies, but i cant live with any lies in my life.
Honesty is the key i always say. But ironically i cant be honest enough to anyone.
Im being emotional for all sorts of random stuff, and somehow it leads back to...
What is love? Why do people still search for it?
Give me one good, real good reason.
Xiao Qiao
