Is it too late to wish you a Happy new year? Happy new year guys, i pray 2017 bring you steps closer to achieving your dreams. Have an awesome and fun filled year. May recession not not locate you, help me say amin o.
Lately you act like you don't care anymore, do you really not? Lately you don’t look at me, you don’t really see me like you used to, do you really not? You act like I’m a burden to you, forgive me for holding on so tightly; when I find something I don’t want to lose, I forget I hold it with death grip; I understand I’m a lot to take in. Lately you’ve been glued to your phone, makes me wonder if there’s someone else, it bothers me because that’s how we started. Lately I’ve noticed you’re happy but not with me; it’s okay if you’re happy with someone else, I’m happy that you’re happy even if it’s not with me; I’ll live. You have been dropping subtle hints and try as much as I may, they are stuck in my head; I will understand if you don’t love me like you used to and you’re trying to move on without me. And inasmuch as it doesn’t make sense to me, I will let you go but promise me one thing; when you realise that you destroyed something good, when the illusion clears, w...
Whoever said it was a curse to feel everything so deeply spoke the best truth. You know that feeling where you feel everything changing around you but you can’t do anything about it because others can’t see it, or they choose to not see it and you can’t say anything because you would seem like a sucker, so you choose to hold it in and drown in it and then it messes with your head and you start to confuse fantasy with reality. When someone starts to ‘act weirdly’ around you and you get confused. You don’t know if you should call their attention to it or let it be. If you do call their attention to it, you’re clingy or a freak to have noticed the slightest change; be it the way they shrug their shoulders, stare or smile at you and you realise it doesn’t reach their eyes anymore, even the way they call your name becomes ordinary, you don’t feel the magic. So you begin to gradually drift, you begin to let until you are nothing but strangers to each other. The crazy part is ...
Do you think that there's an end to love? What I mean is, the longer someone's gone, do you think the love diminishes? Is there a limit to its length? I think that every day the answer to that question is different. Some days the loss is as fresh as the day the love left. Some days, you can breathe, not think of it for a stretch, sometimes just for an hour or a few minutes, sometimes for days. Sometimes you'll go a day or a week without breathing once because the loss is suffocating. It takes different faces: anger, hurt, longing. Sometimes it's bittersweet joy, because for a moment, you had it all. I want to tell you the pain gets easier, but it doesn't. You only learn to bear it. But there's comfort in knowing you loved and were loved in return, even though it's no consolation. Only a truth you carry around with you forever. There is no length to love; it's infinite. It lives in you always. Hold on to it. It hurts, but that's how you know it...
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