Love.
A single word that inspires so many emotions; A single word that brings up so many memories.
A word meant for humans, though used by us.
But.. Do I really believe in all this stuff? I've questioned myself in so many ways that I have trouble sleeping.
And for what? A chance at a girl who everyone, including herself say that she hates me.
Do I like her? Or am I being used as a puppet? I have noted that at times I move differently than how I am trying.
Am I in control, or another?
But do I really care? Maybe 'He' will make better choices, maybe 'He' will live happily.
While I slowly die.
Fire, the symbol of war. Water, the symbol of Peace. Earth, the symbol of tranquility. Wind, the symbol of change.
All the elements work together peacefully, Why can't we?
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