Friday, November 17, 2017

Plight of Our Silence

Heart, be still... stop.
Mind, be clear... rest.

Our silence may mean a lot of things. As I look through a sea of people: waiting, wishing, wanting something to happen. I stop, knowing that I have as well, waiting for life to pick me up, wishing that some part of us still has life, and wanting to live, laugh and love again.

I know in my heart that I could have done a lot of things differently, and that’s what hurts the most. Loving someone unconditionally is pain, it’s work, and sacrifice. In my mind, I was in pain, I was afraid, and that I was suffering. In turn, I did the same to you, by being mad at myself for being insecure. I am sorry my paranoia took over.

Heart, be still...

Mind keeps racing back to every moment that led to this, I want to tell you everything. That i’m sorry.
Sorry for being selfish.
Sorry for not knowing better.
Sorry for thinking, I was crazy to ever think of you like that.
Sorry for hurting you. You are, and always will be enough.

Mind, be clear.

You already know she’s worlth it. Be content, be wiser so when the time comes. You won’t mess it up again.

I love you deeply, I miss everything.
How are you today? How is everybody?

-c

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