Stop and stare.

When karma becomes your best friend, and fate turns to be ur biggest enemy, all you could do, is hope. And hoping, I meant, not in a praying kinda way, but more of putting it on someone. You make their story into all about you. When they fall in love, you wish you were like them. When they date, you wish that you could go on a date. When they kiss, you wish you could kiss and hold someone. And you pray, subconsciously, not for you, but for them. Cause why? Cause you've built your castle around their dreams. It's unhealthy.