Isn't it funny?

Waiting for ages just to get the right person who goes deep into your imagination and clicks all the things you wanted to be connected to at the right time. All your fears faded away that yes now this will support me through all types of time because he is the one who now eventually understands when everyone refused to get me. The pink waves of happiness surrounded my world. Everything felt so perfect and on point. But this was all just a pretentious credulity and its truth came out with the passage of time at regular events. Whether it comes out in happiness or sadness in the end the reality of matters or any relation breaks the boundaries and will show itself clearly. I am not saying that reality is terrible but it gives you the strength to deal with it in the coming hard times. It’s just made a vague perception of companionship to be removed and it always makes me realize that I am my own companion no one in this world can support or take steps for me with all his heart. It’s just you and your God and no one else matters. All the promises, vows, and solace are lies. First, be your own support then expect a little from your dearest. But I think in the whole duration of being your own support the life will be ended so there’s no time for expecting……….