In the moment of deep pain of disappointment, some realizations occur in the middle of dark thoughts,
Like realizing that the source of your despair is your deep believe in life and love
You got hurt because simply you believed, or because you didn’t stop to believe despite of your experience in life,
The deep essence of your despair is the fact that you still dream naively by what you always dreamt of since you were young teenager. The romantic sensitive naïve teen in you is still alive
Your high expectations for a miracle are still there, and ironically you get depressed when the miracle doesn’t happen
Is it good or bad?
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I dunno, sweet paradoxical maybe 🙂