Monday, 17 October 2016

Appreciate Your Being

I saw them come and go, wondered whether to declare it a daydream or to just accept and face it as real men do. Perhaps counseling would have done then, better still.. A therapy. What I know for a fact is that time heals all calamities so I test my faith and gladly it works out.  
Speaking of disappointments and hatred of friends whom for a couple of years you've regarded as close ones and treated as such. 
Speaking of loved ones whom for years you've hoped to live together and embrace the tranquility of togetherness. And a promise you make to yourselves that someday you are gonna say.. 'For better or worse, in sickness and in health.... I do.'
Speaking! speaking! speaking! Of all those. Until finally the reality dawns, painful yet the truth. You were not the only one in her/his life, another uninvited guest has been journeying along with you two. Some call it cheating, others betrayal. I don't know what to call it.
All the great tragedy started with her little beautiful face, and such faces is what make men fall in love when they shouldn't, make them clean someone's home while theirs is untidy, make them do unbelievable things. 
As a bachelor or a spinster you have to make a distinction between those to keep close and those to just laugh with. What we got to understand is that we are humans and we are going to be hurt at some point in time and that is acceptable but what is unacceptable is that recurrent hurt. 
There are such friends who keep hurting no matter how far we are willing to go with them. I would compare them to holding onto a hot coal with the hope that it is gonna cool down. Please, respect yourself to let go of the coal because it is going to leave an irreplaceable scar when it finally cools down if at all it will.
However much we never want to stop loving and never want to stop hoping, what joy would it be if the only love we got for others takes away that of our own? 

Nothing else matters without us, not a penny, nor a belief system. Remember that once you cease to exist, all that you hoped for and dream of dissipate immediately.       
 
@Vinceville
 

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