Tell me a secret
And I just might tell you mine.
Are secrets made to be adjusted, edited, and limited to certain parts, depending on WHO’s listening?
Are you listening…?
The gravity of your story weighs on how many times you tell it…
They say the more you share your story,
The lighter it gets…
For the story becomes a part of you…
It elevates you into a stage of acceptance.
Hear mine.
Hear yours.
Hear hers.
Hear his.
I was never the best listener.
My ex-best friend was right.
I grow weaker around her.
Maybe weakness comes after you’ve found the person you believe loves you.
Your fears, through your deepest desires, she knows all… she respects all, she understands the way no one else does, she carries you through it, and despite her best intentions, she holds this against you.
You’re bound to lose...
I lost.
I’ve gotten to the point where I despise her for
choosing ‘the other’ over me.
What was it that I missed?
Timing?
Love comes at the right time.
What time?
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I’m getting nauseous just thinking of this damn project at school… my friends are probably getting sick of my damn lame excuses. Maybe I AM prioritising school way too much. Even my grammy’s been calling to remind me to visit and have lunch with her. I guess I have to cancel again. Or maybe not. I don’t know. I’ll try compromising.
Why have I grown so selfish?
Is it self-indulgence?
My friends ask me out, I tell them I’m busy.
I wasn’t this way before.
I’d choose anything over work.
What’s changed?
F*ck.
I’m a F*ckin’ Nerd.
Last night I prayed the hardest I’ve ever prayed in a long time. And it felt good to sound so sincere.
Sincerity is different, isn’t it?
It reminds you that you’re somewhat
real...
Unmasked .
Priorities?
I once read a book about 5 balls. The rubber ball, being work, and the 4 glass balls being family, friends, integrity and health. Work will always bounce back. The rest, once dropped, will be shattered...
*and so to all those that mean somethin’ to me, if ever you get to read this, I’m gonna do some catching up…
I apologize for the wasted time.
1 comment:
At least you're making the effort to get in touch with all those you've previously neglected. Rather than forever neglecting them. You've learnt. It's at least one good thing out of everything that might have gone bad.
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