I am tired of feelingAnd of trying to understandThe reason hidingBehind all these emotions.I am tired of being afraidAnd of trying to fightAll the fears keeping meFrom opening my heart.So if you don’t mindI will let go of youHoping the Universe will bringThe answers I have been desperately seeking.
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his character {a description}
How can somebody like you exist? Someone whose goodness radiates to such an extent that even being in your shadow feels warm. You have no attachments to how people ought to be; therefore your perception and judgment of them is always accurate and fair. No mean word ever comes out of your mouth; and onContinue reading “his character {a description}”
Not as much.
“I suppose I don’t expect you to love me …” She added in a quiet voice after a small moment: “at least not as much as I love you …”
another wish.
How often have you thought of making me happy? More than once – surely. Is this another such instance Of you paying attention to my wants? Another wish is about to come true And it is all thanks to you.
conversations.
you are speaking to me of that much i’m aware but behind your words i feel like there’s more: as if you were addressing me to communicate something other than what you are telling me. i respond mindlessly with words that mean nothing mirroring your language, and hoping deep inside you realise I’m addressing youContinue reading “conversations.”
seeking.
i seek to know why i have been seeking you.
tears.
I feel so much, that I just want to cry. Are these tears ones of extreme joy or explainable grief? I cannot tell. Maybe they are the same after all.
the shackles of social rules.
She watched him walk away. The further he went, the stronger the feeling of regret she felt. But something about this time was different. Although she had said very little – as had been the case almost always – she realised now it was not because she was shy. She had words to say; sheContinue reading “the shackles of social rules.”
the reminder.
“I am in a happy marriage, you know.” I wonder why you say this. It is as if you are reminding me of something I already knew, or even warning me that there is a boundary there I cannot, should not cross. Did you think – did you think for a moment I would everContinue reading “the reminder.”
loud & quiet love.
People loved him, this she knew. She saw it in the way they went up to him, how they wanted and liked to speak to him: they always seemed excited about interacting with him. He mattered to them and they had no shame in admitting the fact. They wrote of their adoration on the pavementContinue reading “loud & quiet love.”
Words & Feelings 