Sometimes it is easy to get lost in the moment: keeping promises in the dark and distractions on replay. Sometimes it is hard to tell the difference between hellos and goodbyes. I do not believe it was meant to be this hard, but we did not make each other who we are. We are only responsible for who we are. And sometimes we make choices that we did not even know we made.
Despite all the encouragement of being impulsive and spontaneous and free, we lose sight in how others may be affected. To those of us who are oblivious, we should listen more closely. Turn the light on. Take pauses between breaths.
To those of us who are victims, we must speak up. Take the infinities and display them for all to see. It is hard to remember to do so or summon the courage lying dormant in your sanity. Trust me.
When you begin to heal tomorrow by absorbing the blows today you will have never loved yourself more.
When the hurting takes your soul as a host remember that some people can never change, no matter how hard you or they try. Take refuge in your heart and never close yourself off to those who love you interminably.
Love is no more than an impulse of sacrifice - risking not only yourself but for everyone else like you. No relationship is worth a soul as luminescent as yours. Do not trade love for ignorance. Do not pay for their lack of perspective on your time. Time is relative to what you make of it: spanning infinities within the seconds of your warm embrace.
Do not waste the day blowing dandelions into the wind and tearing petals from flowers.
No relationship is worth the breaking asunder of your soul.
I know. I know it is better to have loved than not at all, but love does not mean contemplating your existence or relinquishing all the control you once possessed.
Sit yourself down and have a conversation. Sit them down and have a conversation. Communication is all that it takes.
