Maybe things do not happen for a reason. Maybe we are just grasping for ways to make sense of the chaos around us.

Maybe we are giving meaning to things that have no meaning. Maybe we are clinging to hope so hard that we forget about reality.

What if we are wrong and nothing is meant to be?

There is nothing that just happen independently of our actions. There is not such a thing somewhere that will happen, regardless of what we choose to do.

Nothing is just supposed to be: no Love story, no carreer path, no wife, no spouse, not even kids.

Love? Love is a choice. At least what we usually call Love, you know, the long lasting one.

It is a choice to wake up everyday and choose to keep building something with the same person.

It is even more beautfiful to choose someone again and again, than to presumerably be, as meant to.

The day you wake up and decide to leave a relationship, there will be nothing to make it work, as to make it meant to be. A lot of things in life are more a matter of choices, than anything else!

We are just souls wandering endlessly, desperately seeking comfort from the notion that things will work out in the end no matter what.

What if we have tricked ourselves into believing that everything will be okay in the end just so we do not have to face the reality that maybe it will not.