I do believe in an everyday sort of magic; the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like; the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we’re alone.
Sometimes I walk away from the people I love the most, when I feel there’s no need of my presence.
And what hurts the most is, my heart is never ready for the goodbye. Because it still cares enough to let them in, whenever they want to.
A poetic view is making connections between the world into words, words that connect to:
Someone’s heart, someone’s pain, spark someone’s hope.
Some children have the most disagreeable way of getting grown-up
People visit my past more Thea. I do. I don’t live there anymore sweetheart. I sold the whole building.
The desire to be loved, to be heard, to have someone we can share everything with. When these desires are not completed, we create an environment. We make sadness our friend. In this environment, we start hating everything. The environment is a complex place to live in. There are no certainties.
We forget the difference between rights and wrongs. The two worlds start merging and the reality fades away to a place where no one can reach, and no one can make us reach. The truths people tell us to bring us back only haunt us. Imagination is the only place where we find peace and comfort.
We do not accept that we are broken, and to be broken is better than living in that environment.Broken pieces can be healed. The environments stay as they are. And that is a bitter truth.
There are no honest words that will tell you the truth. Only the truth.
I will try to keep my words as close to reality as possible. I will only explain what I have seen, what I believe to be true. I have listened to thousands of people. I have lived their stories. I know how they hurt themselves in the process of staying in the same environment.
They do not even know that it is toxic. They keep trying to make it a happy place, while what they need is to get away from it. They need to find a place where the truths and lies are two different entities.
They need to find their meaning of peace. They need to find what makes them happy.
There are no better days. There is a present that needs to be taken care of. The past is only here for experiences. Slow how you are living your life. Observe and listen. Love. Travel. Find your way of living. Do not try to be someone that you are not. Talk to someone if you are not feeling well.
I am still trying to understand this world, to learn how humans behave. I am only growing every day. I feel better when you people DM me and write beautiful comments. I am happy that my words resonate with your situations a
I promise you to be with you in your ups and downs, to be with you on your good days as well as on your bad days, to entertain you when you’ll in bad mood, to tease you when you’ll be laughing madly, to call you on the nights when you’ll feel vulnerable. I promise I won’t do anything that will ever disappoint you, to respect you for the person you are, to suggest the changes that you should make to change your lifestyle. I don’t promise to be your friend, to be your best friend or anything else for relations with names end, I promise to *stay*.
I am not one of those guys who’d talk to you until you fall asleep. I am more likely to hold you tight, caressyour hair and watch you sleep peacefully in my arms.
I am not one of those guys who’d send you good morning messages after you’ve woken up. I am more likely to send you random sweet texts on few days ofthe month before you wake up to leave you smiling all day.
I am not one of those guys you’d sit and have a cup of coffee with. I am more likely to take you on a longdrive with scotch warming our bodies.
I am not one of those guys who’d spend the anniversaries and your birthdays being with you the whole day. I am more likely to surprise you with sudden plans, take you to places you have never been before and make that day one of the most memorable days of your life.
I am not one of those guys who’d remember dates and days of our meetings. I am more likely to remember your first smile, your everyday fragrance and the dresses you chose to wear just for me.
I won’t make you feel something you’ve already felt..I won’t do things you’ve already done and I won’t make you smile like you always have.I will make you question your very being. I will compel you to think about me the whole day. I will envelope you in me and make ‘us’ your whole fuckingworld.
I will make you feel happiness to an extent that you’ll feel you own the world and then when pain hits us, you’d prefer ripping your heart apart and crushing it hard.
When I happen to you, you won’t be normal. WE won’tbe just another couple. We’ll be fire, a wild fire that will ultimately ruin both of us.
But then, that’s how I think it should be. Love shouldn’t be mediocre. It should be a story worth telling. Worth feeling. Worth being a part of.
I’m social but I’m private. I’m extro but I’m intro. I like my people, but I like my space. There’s nothing wrong with me, I’m simply… complicated.