They say I am lucky, they pretend they don’t
need one, they act as if they are better off alone…
But I think they are resentful of what I
have; I have a best friend!!
It’s a struggle, it’s a hard work to be keen on someone, its forgiveness, it’s a non-judgment game, it’s a party of two, it’s a fight beyond your zone, it’s about letting one in, it’s about importance, and also it’s about love.
It’s a struggle, it’s a hard work to be keen on someone, its forgiveness, it’s a non-judgment game, it’s a party of two, it’s a fight beyond your zone, it’s about letting one in, it’s about importance, and also it’s about love.
Maybe
I am fortunate, but maybe it’s just that I love her and she loves me back, it’s
not easy to feel complete with a same sex but it is a blissful negotiation, it’s
neither your kinship nor it is natural for your subconscious. It’s a
relationship that is literally complicated but a consistent reconciliation in
the end.
It doesn’t matter if you are angry, you
even hate her, you don’t want to see her, you can kill her, or you are
extremely annoyed but when she will stand in front of you and roar her thoughts
into your brain… You will have to understand; because that’s what it is all
about… you can’t afford to lose her, she is beyond every single relationship
you have ever had with anyone or anything. Because she’s your only ’stable
state’ of mind.
When you fail in life, when you die a bit inside,
when your words fail to portray you, when your pain is intolerable, when your dilemma
is undying, when you’re at fault… you know where you have to go and you know
what you need… But she won’t give you this chance, because she will come to you
as you need her.
It is very hard to love someone when you
know him really too well, but she does… she loves you and you love her. You tell
her things you don't tell yourself, because you know when you will lose your mind and
seek out answers; she will strike a chord about who you are.
Are you ready to get into this? It’s a lovely
pain, it’s a constant drug, its serenity of psyche, its more than a love life…
it’s a last piece of your puzzle, and it will become life… second after second
and year after year.
And if you don’t feel the same, believe me;
you are not best friends.
And if you say you don’t need this, believe me; you are scared and lying to yourself.
And if you say we are sick and you’re
better off alone, believe me; you don’t deserve it neither you have an audacity.
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