How much time do we have left together? Is our love based on availability or vulnerability? Is over ever really over? Do you still think about him? Will you still think about me? Did you ever love me? Were you ever in love with me? Do you hate me? Okay. You guessed it! I’m insecure. Love is arguably the most complicated aspect of life. It acts as the ever-evolving through line that connects everything and everyone. You meet a girl. You buy a ring. You have a kid. You buy a house. You lose your job. You get divorced. You cry at night. You meet another girl. You have sex. You get remarried. You have more kids. Broken Family. And then the process repeats… Idk. It is so easy to lose ourselves in the concept of “Ours”. Everyone has the same goal of finding love outwardly, without realizing it was inside the entire time. So we search for love in every place and never find it. Not for real anyways. I’m praying for all us. That we all learn to love ourselves! Cause loving others… is a runaway midnight train. After Ours.