Part 1: Words by me

I have one acquaintance.

His nickname is Benjamin Button.

He’s one of those childhood best friends that you’re born with whether you like it or not.

Benjamin Button is an orphan- well, he WAS an orphan before he met me.

Now he finds his home in my heart and recently he has found that he likes to play around in my soul.

He takes naps sometimes, but never for too long because naps tend to slowly kill him.

I have one acquaintance.

His nickname is Benjamin Button.

He used to be a faithful companion- only coming when I needed him and going when he realized he was becoming ‘too much.’

I hated his company and I realized that any activity of self-betterment was of no interest to him.

Consequently, he used to motivate me to do more, to be more, to go places and to do things to be a better me.

Despite how much he hated it, he propelled me into better places every time he came around.

I have one acquaintance- Benjamin Button.

Benjamin Button used to be an old soul- he was mature and knew when was a good time to awaken and when was a good time to nap.

He always seemed to have great intuition.

But Benjamin Button has grown backwards.

He’s a child now.

He’s awake nearly all the time, he HATES naps and hardly has any intuition.

He doesn’t care what I do and whether he likes it or not, he never calms down- never subsides.

He stirs me to tears nearly every other day- but to tears only.

His antique propeller has broken and left me here, with no means of running from him.

I have one acquaintance.

Sadness is his birth name.

He’s a childhood ‘best friend’ of mine who refuses to leave me the hell alone.

Part 2: Words to me

Indulge into the abyss of emotions.

Stop running from sadness. Indulge in it. Feel it as deeply as you may.

After all, it is only through comparison that we may know what happiness truly is. So why not indulge into a situation that may bring sadness, heartbreak and vulnerability? Through comparison we may then come to know the next level of happiness. Indulge. Stop running and indulge. Fall into the crevices of life’s waves so that the next wave may come and elevate you to heights you have yet to surmount. Stop being scared of human connection out of fear that it may not last. Indulge in it. Let it sting you. Let it intrude into the most private fractures of your being. Discomfort is the baseline for spiritual and emotional growth. Stop protecting your heart. Let it bleed. Give it to others so that you may begin to know it better for yourself. Indulge, learn and be elevated. Why shall we keep walking on this steady path of comfort when discomfort awaits us? Feel, feel, feel. Indulge into the abyss of emotions and feel.