Secrets. Some say that without them, we'd be nothing, but what if your secret were the reason that you'd become nothing?
You hold that secret in; it'll never leave you. It'll affect you in every way it possibly can. You let it out? Well, that could lose you the people you hold closest. Personally, I don't want to choose any of those options. Maybe it's too early to know that my feelings for Karma are real, but I definitely know that this feeling isn't something that I've ever felt before, and honestly, it's a little scary. Time and time again, I've heard the people around me say that real love is easy. If it's hard, then it's not real love, and likely to be pretty dumb. That's where this whole situation confuses the hell out of me. When I'm with Karma, every other detail of this world is insignificant, everything for that moment, however long it may be, it always makes me feel so secure, but it's hard. It's hard because she's in love. Not only in love, but in love with a boy. A jerk to be precise. Does that mean that all of this, all of these feelings, the thoughts, the warmth inside; does this mean all of that is fake?