I'm the girl you waved at. The distance you are yet to cover. I'm the puzzle you concluded you couldn't put together even when you never dared to look closely. I'm the book on the shelf, you never got around to opening. I'm the light you put a cloak on, with the accusation of shining too bright. I'm the child whose whimper you ignore. The voice who kept calling but fell on deaf ears. The one you think is too true to be true. I'm the one you need, not the one you want; the one you waved at.
Like, it is what it is... emotional and therefore conditional, It's based on qualities we adore in the other person Or qualities that suits our person. Sometimes, even qualities that makes excuses for or indulge our excesses. In all, Like, though not deliberate, can be strong and potent. Now, it can be fleeting, It's the reason why you like them a lot today and not so much tomorrow, because they aren't so much of those things we like at the moment, or they have evolved all together. That's the problem with like. Not to say it's not beautiful But what do you do when they are not so much what you like at the beginning, It's simple, have who they are at every moment, if you can, cos really all things are yours!!! People can give you 10 today and 2 tomorrow, take all, it's a privilege, except of course it's toxic. Love on the other hand, is consistent, patient, grounded, suffers long, like Jesus dying to take away our sins. Stays true in and out of ...
Sight, one hell of a resource. Like that one time, when I thought i was madly in love, lol All it took was a vision, then I saw what I was loving was all in my head, a figment I had created. People ask me till date, "how could you say you don't feel the same way anymore?" some even dare say I'm not being honest But what can I say? Now, I see. I also see how the situation is confusing, I mean dropping the whole idea like it's hot, right after acting like my life depended on it. See, there's no better way to explain. I just see. I don't loathe him. Hell no! How could I? He's such an amazing person, but I'm no longer in a bubble. Sight makes you speak head high, where you once rambled. It disarms sentiment You could think people don't get you, I say wait and see. Lol Sight, it humbles emotions. Put things in perspective Not that you wouldn't feel, but you feel with understanding Oh! To see! How sweet. You might think or wonder why the ...
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