I've been reading a lot lately, and I've realised -as I walk or do other stuff- that everyday, being apart hurts less. It's not that my love diminished at all, a part of me will always feel for her, and I realised I started loving her way before I told her so; I fell in love after a couple of days of meeting her, because I just knew, and I remembered...

I started thinking, as I've always thought, about how people are so pathetic. Everyone's a slut, no one knows the real meaning of the word love, because most people switch bfs/gfs with such ease... Not that it doesn't hurt them or whatever, they just go from a person to the next, and it's something I don't want to ever do...

And after some time, they end up with someone they might be very fond of, but whom they don't really love as that one true love they might even not have found in their lives...

Will I end like that?...

I'm just empty...