We love those who do not share the same feeling with us, we suffer and suffer and suffer as much as every inch of our hearts rips and every atom of our feelings, we taste the torment of our loved ones, and risk our lives for their happiness, and we wish to possess their hearts and be the reason for their laughter, but there is no escape from torment because of the cruelty of their hearts and their lack of forgiveness for our mistakes.. That love 🖤 that makes life black, that love that is called one-sided love, that love that makes our pulses like a burning fire, those burning impulses that make our lives like it.

We suffer a lot in our lives, but compensation comes to us and erases what happened in our lives, brings us the happiness that we always wished for, but after long patience. A lot of pitfalls, but everything remains but a test that we put into it and we are afraid to succeed or pass it until we get comfortable...