Regardless if you love them, hate them, wish they would die or know you would die without them it matters not. Because for once in your life, whatever they were to the world they become everything to you. When you look them in the eyes, travelling to the depths of their souls and you a say a million things without a trace of a sound, you know that your own life is inevitably consumed within the rhythmic beatings of their heart. You love them for a million reasons, no paper would do it justice. It's not a thing of the mind but a thing of the heart. And only your heart would understand.
I envy these people. The people so consumed by someone they have true emotion for. The people that can let go of all their fears and love someone without a second thought. Without holding back. Without fearing they aren't good enough or that this person might end up not good enough for them. Without fearing that they might end up to be someone other than who they thought they knew them to be. I see this is courage at its finest point. To be so passionate and relentless as to give someone your whole heart with no fear of the consequences. I envy these people with their ideals and their hopes and dreams. Their infinite beliefs that true love conquers all. I don't understand it sometimes. and other times I see it all with such clarity. I see so many broken people. So many broken hearts and souls. And yet....I see the people that give us hope. The people that wake up pushing through the things that hold them back. Their fears or their nightmares that seem to be a reality in their daily lives. They've been broken down and beaten by the people they were so consumed by and yet they still go on as if not afraid. This seems to be true bravery. I wonder sometimes at their secrets.....
I envy these people. The people so consumed by someone they have true emotion for. The people that can let go of all their fears and love someone without a second thought. Without holding back. Without fearing they aren't good enough or that this person might end up not good enough for them. Without fearing that they might end up to be someone other than who they thought they knew them to be. I see this is courage at its finest point. To be so passionate and relentless as to give someone your whole heart with no fear of the consequences. I envy these people with their ideals and their hopes and dreams. Their infinite beliefs that true love conquers all. I don't understand it sometimes. and other times I see it all with such clarity. I see so many broken people. So many broken hearts and souls. And yet....I see the people that give us hope. The people that wake up pushing through the things that hold them back. Their fears or their nightmares that seem to be a reality in their daily lives. They've been broken down and beaten by the people they were so consumed by and yet they still go on as if not afraid. This seems to be true bravery. I wonder sometimes at their secrets.....
2 comments:
Why don't you write a book??? You have a way with words.....
You want me to write a book? You can't be serious.
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