Relationships
I thought of writing and wanted to write immediately...i haven't had this urge in a while..
Why are relationships so complex? Why are there so many complexities we deal with as people? Why do we carry so many things with us from the past? Why do we burden ourselves with something that makes no difference or no impact to our lives in the present? And will never do so in the future either?
"Until i.e. you let it"
Wow...what a truly original observation.
Why do i believe in the human spirit as much as i do? Why do i look for more good in people than bad? Why would i rather look at the good in something thatn look at the bad?
"Are you trying to compensate for something yourself?"
No...maybe this is just how i think. Why should i be apologetic for how i think. How i feel. I feel the way i do right now....and that's how i feel.
I remember it like yesterday when my ex gf dropped me off at a tyre repair place to get it fixed...and i was stalling and delaying her going home...or her going out elsewhere...cuz i knew at the back of my mind she was going to meet someone else. Things were practically over between us anyway...i just kept holding on. Why?
Was it my need to be with her? Or was it my need to just be with someone?
Why do we feel the need to be with someone? So much that we just hold on to a lifeline thrown our way...the 'our' is more replaced by 'me' or 'i' or 'my'....it's such a cliche...to talk about yourself in the third person..
What is it about creation? What is it about the tactile feeling of sensing space...and 'touching' it with your fingertips...of 'smelling' the air...sensing it..feeling it...
What is space about? Between two people....
retracing your steps till you know...
Distance i have to travel...a long long journey...far away...
i can't be stopped by questions.
People ask questions out of curiosity. Out of insecurity. Out of inquisitiveness...
i want to keep writing like i want to keep talking...
the other night i went out with a friend of mine i haven't met in a really long time...and we caught up...and we talked...effortlessly going from one topic to another...cuz there was a perfect understanding and expression of 'space' right there....
no pretence...i was me...she was herself....and we talked and talked and talked...and before you know it - 3 1/2 hours had passed...comfort in being yourself when you know someone and someone knows you...
then why are we so scared to learn...to know...to reach out....is the distance really that great?
is it?
is it....
Why are relationships so complex? Why are there so many complexities we deal with as people? Why do we carry so many things with us from the past? Why do we burden ourselves with something that makes no difference or no impact to our lives in the present? And will never do so in the future either?
"Until i.e. you let it"
Wow...what a truly original observation.
Why do i believe in the human spirit as much as i do? Why do i look for more good in people than bad? Why would i rather look at the good in something thatn look at the bad?
"Are you trying to compensate for something yourself?"
No...maybe this is just how i think. Why should i be apologetic for how i think. How i feel. I feel the way i do right now....and that's how i feel.
I remember it like yesterday when my ex gf dropped me off at a tyre repair place to get it fixed...and i was stalling and delaying her going home...or her going out elsewhere...cuz i knew at the back of my mind she was going to meet someone else. Things were practically over between us anyway...i just kept holding on. Why?
Was it my need to be with her? Or was it my need to just be with someone?
Why do we feel the need to be with someone? So much that we just hold on to a lifeline thrown our way...the 'our' is more replaced by 'me' or 'i' or 'my'....it's such a cliche...to talk about yourself in the third person..
What is it about creation? What is it about the tactile feeling of sensing space...and 'touching' it with your fingertips...of 'smelling' the air...sensing it..feeling it...
What is space about? Between two people....
retracing your steps till you know...
Distance i have to travel...a long long journey...far away...
i can't be stopped by questions.
People ask questions out of curiosity. Out of insecurity. Out of inquisitiveness...
i want to keep writing like i want to keep talking...
the other night i went out with a friend of mine i haven't met in a really long time...and we caught up...and we talked...effortlessly going from one topic to another...cuz there was a perfect understanding and expression of 'space' right there....
no pretence...i was me...she was herself....and we talked and talked and talked...and before you know it - 3 1/2 hours had passed...comfort in being yourself when you know someone and someone knows you...
then why are we so scared to learn...to know...to reach out....is the distance really that great?
is it?
is it....
