Double Agent

A healthy, right, and reciprocated love can make you a complete and whole being. However, a love that isn’t yours, that would never love you with the same intensity you do, will make you miserable, unbearable, and despicable. But no one ever expects to be the one with incomplete love, no one wants to accept crumbs while giving their whole world for them, yet they do. Because love is like that: unstable and surprising. You don’t choose who to love, much less who will love you. You can only watch it happen, feel emotions that will last for an instant, or forever. And in the end, if one ever exists, you won’t just think about what you lived but also about what you could have lived, you’ll believe that other actions could have changed the outcome, and you’ll long for a life that wasn’t yours