Many people affect my life and influence me in what I do and how I do it. Too many people do this sometimes, making me lose track of what I want and what makes me happy.
I don't really want much in my life other than love, to be loved and happiness with this. Though it's not much it is probably the most difficult thing to come by. People have their flaws which we learn to accept, perhaps try and alter to make them better or to help our relationship with said person. But when you are in love and you are happily in love and you are loved in return this flaws become invisible; they become perfect.
Love is something beautiful and also horrendous, it can create wonderful, magical visions yet it can also create deep evil creatures.
You love me and care for me. You are my friend. You will look after me. Yet you treat me, without realising, without care; friendship or love. Why do I still allow you to be part of my life, such a huge part of my life, when it is clear I am not this person in yours. Why do I still wish for you to talk to me, to look at me, to want me, when I know you shall never. Perhaps for this reason: you are who I cannot have; you are the one who does not want me. The love I have for you is so powerful that I cannot erase you from my life although I so desperately want to. The hate I have for you is not strong enough, it's not even real.
"Doors will be opening for you in many areas of your life"
I shall walk through them with an open mind and open heart. Continuing without care and with the excitement and curiosity of a child at what life has in store for me.
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