CRAZY LOVE
It's crazy how I would wake up each morning reminding myself to love the person close to my heart. Shouldn't that be something natural, like a second nature to my soul? What's this crazy love all about?
Perhaps, the rough seas of ups and down have tainted my perception of love. The kind which can withstand all forms of humane trials and tribulations. The kind which is refined pure, sweet and filled with utmost content and joy that can never be robbed away. The kind of heartening tranquility whichby two people can sit in stillness and walk away afterwards feeling that they have had the best conversation.
Perhaps, it's just my empathy. The misguilded sensitivity that pierces into and shatters the inner being. And it calls for a correction. A backtrack, a reflection, a change of action and the humility to say no to humane comprehension. A decision to change the future. The decision to twist a person's life around and inflict wounds that were never meant to scar.
Perhaps, the rough seas of ups and down have tainted my perception of love. The kind which can withstand all forms of humane trials and tribulations. The kind which is refined pure, sweet and filled with utmost content and joy that can never be robbed away. The kind of heartening tranquility whichby two people can sit in stillness and walk away afterwards feeling that they have had the best conversation.
Perhaps, it's just my empathy. The misguilded sensitivity that pierces into and shatters the inner being. And it calls for a correction. A backtrack, a reflection, a change of action and the humility to say no to humane comprehension. A decision to change the future. The decision to twist a person's life around and inflict wounds that were never meant to scar.
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