What is love anyway

5 and 3 - numbers playing perfectly on my head. We fucked five times on the first night, three times on the last night. The person who loses is the person thinking too much about this. Maybe it is not much of a game to play. Risks were involved on both sides of the coin. I was told we have freedom to decide but our choices are ruled by emotions. So we always end up choosing the pain we can take and endure.

If I walk away from all this how long will it take me to turn around and run back? People never have a problem walking away and not look back. I have never been one of them. Who's to say change is soft enough to embrace? I'm weak enough to miss those who are never coming back. They always occupy my thoughts. 

I could only count that our stars align someday. And that our own selves would always be in good spirits when we meet again.