(BE YOU) TIFUL

dilemma

thinking about how we first met, how it could have been, the subtle hints. it seems like we were meant to be. yet, today i feel a little sad, regretful. the unspoken words. i know clearly, what you think of me.

yet, you’ll never know that you were the reason for my hesitation, and if you had made better use of opportunities, it might all be different now. 

you carry my love around like its a burden

They say a person loves you when he accepts you for all your imperfections and embraces you for the flawed being within. But when you’re the one on the receiving end, you realise this brings no relief. 

You want so badly to be perfect for him. Making him settle for less? That fills you with guilt. All consuming guilt that gnaws at you and creates a nagging ache.

Why are you the liability? Why aren’t you his winning team? Why can’t you be better

Don’t dream too far
Don’t lose sight of who you are
Don’t remember that rush of joy

Don’t wish, don’t start
Wishing only wounds the heart
I wasn’t born for the rose and the pearl

Ev’ry so often we long to steal
To the land of what-might-have-been
But that doesn’t soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in

This feeling of missing someone, it isn’t so much about how much time has passed since you’ve last seen them. In fact, the longer time passes, the more the yearning dulls down as you either let go, or get used to it. Rather, missing someone is something spontaneous, it is when you are doing something and wishing they were right there with you. It is when you stop mid-track and allow the emptiness surrounding you seep in. The feeling is so terrible, i resolve, to care less. 
Truly,every atom in me.  

This feeling of missing someone, it isn’t so much about how much time has passed since you’ve last seen them. In fact, the longer time passes, the more the yearning dulls down as you either let go, or get used to it. Rather, missing someone is something spontaneous, it is when you are doing something and wishing they were right there with you. It is when you stop mid-track and allow the emptiness surrounding you seep in. The feeling is so terrible, i resolve, to care less. 

Truly,
every atom in me.  

silly

never count your eggs before they hatch, never get your hopes up before crossing the rubicon. 

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