During my long walk awhile ago past 2 a.m., I realized some things.. The only person we could really trust in this world is ourselves. We earn some for others, but basically we should pull it from ourselves more than anyone else.
Walking is not that tiring at all, especially when you’re preoccupied with a couple of things. You get to see which streets are lit and which are dark. You get a whole picture of the sidewalk that you always see in a blink of an eye every time you pass by it with your ride. You get to be offered food by some drunk people. You get to be appreciated especially when a group saw you passing by. You get to make your heart beat faster every time a dog barks or some mysterious things come closer.
Love is innate. You can’t really help it. If it’s real, it can last a lifetime. It’s somewhat hormonal, and those hormones keep you in touch with your loved ones even if you aren’t physically together. It can’t be solely for one person alone. Love is everywhere and the only way to happily survive this world is to love everyone and everything. I consider myself polyamorous for starting to understand how sharing love should be even if it isn’t reciprocated at all. Emotions are temporary in nature, and so are feelings. The catch is, feelings are harder to build and wreck than emotions which can be just stimulated similar to how hormones are stimulated.