There’s a lot I still don’t understand. Like how the heart beats, pumps blood, loves and gets broken at the same time.
Like how a man loves a woman and knows she’s the one from all the others.
Like how a woman loves 2, 3 or four and more at the same time, buh still has none.
Like how a cheating woman is called a slut or shamed and a cheating man is meant to be forgiven.
Like how my past affects my future and my present is living better than my past.
Like how the things I’m passionate about now changes in a span of a few months and years because of this and that.
Like how I crave for cakes, chicken and chips, creams, cuddles and still can’t get enough of it.
Like how I have a best friend and two plus two more and yet they’re all my best friends without strings.
Like how I see tons of movies and love the scenes and stories, but can’t recall a title or the twist.
Like how orgasm works and climaxes are reached and cloud-9 is meant to explain better.
Like how he’s different from the rest, but acts like the same and I still don’t have to think ‘men are scum’ because he seems a lot different in the start.
Like how I age and grow in time and thoughts with change and so much more.
Like how the words in my head just lace up to form strings and maybe make a little sense or non.
Like how you’re reading this to find meaning in something I have no clues nor answers to.