the title of this post is basically the single title from one of my favourite artists The weeknd!…this guy's voice is on another level (no homo)
anyway in relevance to my life today started very low however it sprung into something beautiful and appreciative.
i just love how music gives me a chance to rant in my soul and chest. If you havent listened to the Weeknd you have been missing out
To some extent i do not want people to think am going insane or have depression but its a truth that tends to peak out of its shell.
Being a young adult, there are so many things that fgo through our minds. Many adults think that we have no right to get depressed because all we do is go to campus and have the time of our lives, so some extent that may be true but the truth in this case is highly debatable.
Everyone has a 'low day' those days that all one needs to cocoon themselves or hide under a blanket and feed on oreos and chocolate milk. Mine are usually unpredictable and come so often that i think i might die from it.
Sanity is when my mind and spirit fight the depression and this is usually a tough war which i can compare to waking up on time on a monday.
The aspect that puzzles my mind is...
IS THERE TRUE HAPPINESS?
So it has been a while since i posted and i have decided the time is right because i have 'feelings' .So of late i have been feeling lonely or 'unloved'. Before i joined university i had this perfect plan where i would fully concentrate on my studies for the first 3 years, and have no distraction :D.
Truthfully it was so until i met someone three weeks into my freshman year. Our relationship blossomed and we fell in love...crazy sexy love!! All i thought about, all i dreamt about. Everything was perfect and i had no complaints, it was genuine and the love was real! the other details were also good, the right moods and optimum happiness was acquired. We even had our song Ellie Goulding's LIGHTS and then after a year the holidays came and just us our love blossomed it started to dwindle and fizzle out. We fell out of love as they say. Then came the bitterness, and the sweet reminders and the escapades...
i can genuinely say this was my first true love and it was probably my worst ending.
Then after that i met someone else, well technically they found me and after a really long period of time we met up and something blossomed...a love that was sincere and very intense intellectually. It went for some time and before we knew it we were growing out of love and the cycle began again. this time i was a bit prepared but the effect was still felt, and the worst part of it is that everytime our song plays on my playlist i feel it rushing through my veins a rush of blood and then a rush of saddness and a tad of torment. My own concortion of my sad love story.
