love...
sometimes i look at people and i get this unsettling feeling in the pit of my stomach. a overwhelming feeling to get sick comes over my body and i can feel the back of my eyes swelling up with tears. this all happens in a matter of seconds. then these people's faces become ingrained in my mind and it takes me hours to push them out of my head.
sometimes it is an older person on the street who has ratty clothes and obviously does not have a home, sometimes it is an older person who comes into bella and is obviously ordering dinner for only one person, or sometimes it is a student here at school in the dining hall that is sitting all by themselves and you can tell that they don't have many friends. I do not know them but this feeling comes over me. I want to do something for them to make things better... it's not really a want it's this feeling that i need to do it.
I read a story for a russian lit class and i realized why these people upset me so much. The idea of these people not having acceptance or having someone, anyone that loves them is just not acceptable. i honestly believe that every person is meant to be loved, it is their right. what else is life for? in life you are supposed to love and be loved. the idea of not having any form of love in life makes the idea of living to me pointless and scary and sad. just by looking at these people i instantly start to feel the way i imagine they would...
maybe i am naive. i don't know.
sometimes it is an older person on the street who has ratty clothes and obviously does not have a home, sometimes it is an older person who comes into bella and is obviously ordering dinner for only one person, or sometimes it is a student here at school in the dining hall that is sitting all by themselves and you can tell that they don't have many friends. I do not know them but this feeling comes over me. I want to do something for them to make things better... it's not really a want it's this feeling that i need to do it.
I read a story for a russian lit class and i realized why these people upset me so much. The idea of these people not having acceptance or having someone, anyone that loves them is just not acceptable. i honestly believe that every person is meant to be loved, it is their right. what else is life for? in life you are supposed to love and be loved. the idea of not having any form of love in life makes the idea of living to me pointless and scary and sad. just by looking at these people i instantly start to feel the way i imagine they would...
maybe i am naive. i don't know.