My bears, my love…

I started loving bears when I started loving you. I haven’t stop loving them so I guess, I haven’t stopped loving you.

I know you said it’s impossible but nothing really is.

Even if we can only be friends at least you’re still close to me.

They say if it’s meant to be, it will.

If you love someone let him go, but isn’t love suppose to be selfish? If I don’t fight, doesn’t that mean I don’t actually love at all?

They say, absence makes the heart fonder or drifts it apart.

I know the answer.

Some relationships are forever, others just do not last.

The future is uncertain, maybe one day instead of being apart we can be a part.