The hardest thing is to stop myself from becoming bitter, cold and calculated towards the concept of a twin flame.
Especially when the reality that I have only ever witnessed and experienced is full of cheat, deceit and distrust.
I guess, the question is: Does love just hurt? Does it even exist? Or is it merely a survival mechanism to procreate and continue as a species — a weakened species at best.
I mean, the truth is, we are all just animals after all.