People say nothing matters if you are being loved.
Love drives life, it gives hope and makes things better.
I have to disagree with this.
Despite of having a loving family and a wonderful husband I still find it way too hard to get out of bed in mornings.
I still find myself lost most of the times.
Its hard to keep my interest, mind and heart in one single thing for more than a day.
It is almost impossible to eat, breathe and live.
I have no worries in life, other than where to eat for dinner.
I ain’t struggling for livelihood, or in my relationships.
I am not deprived of sleep, just a bit too much in love with sleep.
Still, its had to spend a day.
Its hard to stay alive.
Its hard to keep going.
Love isn’t always enough. There is something missing and I can’t figure out what.