It happened unknowingly…
I started to stay awake and glued to a certain voice, I started to listen to certain songs every day, I started to watch certain shows, and I started to read certain kind of books. So that, I could always had similar things to talk about, so that there wasn’t anything different between us, so that I could believe in an artificial oneness of two lives.
Because when something beautiful happens to you after you’ve stopped expecting it, you try to keep it safe, you try to keep it going, you try to make it last forever. But sooner or later, you realize, your attachment is only due to your fear of losing, and every forever is only fictional. And now I know, I was being selfish, as I had become so attached, that anything unrelated to a certain name, became uninteresting to me on its own.
The best part, they say about love is that it happens unknowingly, but the worst part about it, which nobody tells you is, you always know when it starts to fall apart. The only thing that remains the same is, that you are as helpless as you were when it first started. And then, you watch, how everything you once loved, slowly becomes painful, and you have to stop doing all those things, for the same reason you started them.