Falling down a hill, being strung up by a gust of wind and feeling nervous.
I would never admit to vulnerability.
As much as I'd like you to know how much it hurts to see you feeling this way towards me, I wouldn't bother telling you.
I wouldn't bother telling you because it's not what you need, nor what you desire to hear.
It is first human instinct to blame the self.
It's difficult to decide which hurts more... Seeing someone hate themself for something they didn't do, or feeling someone hate you for something you didn't do, either.
Things happen, they are happenning, they will happen tomorrow, and life happens.
And with that, love is mostly necessary.
Maybe it's not the best idea to always communicate your affection to someone else, or your understanding of their hurt.
They do not always want to relate to someone they don't understand. To relate to someone not only THEY don't understand, but to relate to a person who does not understand his/herself.
It just feels like a situation that is stuck in the mud. If I died tomorrow, I hope she'd know that while I left feeling confused and hurt, I left understanding that she loved me and I loved her.
As much as I'd like you to know how much it hurts to see you feeling this way towards me, I wouldn't bother telling you.
I wouldn't bother telling you because it's not what you need, nor what you desire to hear.
It is first human instinct to blame the self.
It's difficult to decide which hurts more... Seeing someone hate themself for something they didn't do, or feeling someone hate you for something you didn't do, either.
Things happen, they are happenning, they will happen tomorrow, and life happens.
And with that, love is mostly necessary.
Maybe it's not the best idea to always communicate your affection to someone else, or your understanding of their hurt.
They do not always want to relate to someone they don't understand. To relate to someone not only THEY don't understand, but to relate to a person who does not understand his/herself.
It just feels like a situation that is stuck in the mud. If I died tomorrow, I hope she'd know that while I left feeling confused and hurt, I left understanding that she loved me and I loved her.