The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love , loving someone else? Cliché ,oh damn , it is ,but it’s also entirely true. There is nothing in this world you can do about except fill your heart with more pain while they hope and pray for the best. You’re left fighting an invisible war ,a pure fragment of your imagination that makes you think you can change what you’re going through. All the love all the emotion that you feel for them ,it exists in your loved one too but concentrated towards someone.. someone who is not you. And when you finally decide to face the truth ,you let the anger become complete hurt that eats up parts of your personality and that’s where I come from ,that’s where my most beautiful people are. In the land of pain, where each day and each second change happens. Nobody goes out of there , because every time they do , they’re already another person.