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  • I Will Find Love

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    Photo credits to Kitty Mulisa Sue♥

     It’s a round world, a strong heart given to a stronger lady who wasn’t worth it. Kept innocence almost offered to a secretive soul and loyalty offered to a uncertain lady. A mystery before the beholder.

    A world full of surprises, years slashed, hearts broken, pieces picked and yet it never mastered that ‘past was past’. The circle was always the same and the right angle was never found. It was always fresh everyday. And the struggle of keeping the vessel sailing yet the the crew wasn’t ready to sail. Probably the captain had made a mistake. A mistake of choosing the  wrong voyage. But the storm was here and there was no way the vessel could sink. So the vessel needed lesser people. It was either of us to jump into the sea to save the other. But  everyone was willing to jump over the vessel because everyone wanted to save the other.

    Words might never ever express my emotions. But then I guess stones exist and that’s why diamond’s compete with them. They say you lose diamonds picking stones. What if you pick stones not knowing Diamonds exists? Is it wrong? Who is to blame? The fact that one doesn’t know or the fact that one knows the truth but still wants it’s complicated? Good things have a way of finding us but good things also never need explanations. I suppose if something is right it doesn’t need any explanations. So what if the writer is left handed does it mean that he doesn’t need a left handed writer? Some questions have no answers. But they still need to be asked.


    My soul is caged. Your Soul is after my own chains. Chains that made me lose track of who I am. Maybe you are me. What if me wasn’t a good person? Or what if there was never ‘me’? Well I wish the chains were in my grasp but I guess-
    Pain grows to bitterness and the only way to get over it is to grab inner peace.
    🌼One day| The ground will be leveled🤞


    Keeping Memories and words in heart is risky, it broods to lack of happiness and no matter how much we try to make a difference. We still never get to the front door. No matter what key we use, if the visitor was never needed, his reception will always be bad. And that’s why some things are better not said however being kept in heart might also cause damages. Maybe this is it.
    The foretold days and whether you never understood my pain. Someone was to.     They would  understand what I said to you more than you never chose to.

    Am sorry if I never made you happy| Someone else is meant to offer the happiness you desired| I loved you more than my own now tattered soul| You replaced the humanity in it| I hope happiness fills your heart| And maybe my past was worth arguments but using it to push me away was not worth it| Never push a guy away because of his ‘Past mistakes’

    With all said and done| You are never to see, feel or hear my hate around you.

    I will find Love..

    Ditto♥

  • I Let You Be

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    Love comes to willing. Stays only to the patient. And chooses to disappoint those who expect much from it. The reality will always be “Men always want to be a woman’s first love – women like to be a man’s last romance.” It might pain less to be disappointed especially to many but to the few who know the taste of true love, It becomes a void. A void that takes ages to fill. Isn’t that much of a reality? The more you get used to disappointments the less you care. I mean loving with ‘your all’  just to get drained? Staying with hopes and wishes of loyalty only to reality that much happen in absentia. I tend to think this is one of the reasons why people choose to fear love. Maybe am right maybe am not. But all i know is there will always be hope for a sweet tomorrow.

    But one truth i have conquered with, You can never tame a wild bird. Once in a while the bird will always come around. You will admire its chirping , admire the feathers and love how it makes motions. The soon you want to get close, It flies away. There’s no way for you to keep it caged unless by force. And no one wants to keep a sad caged bird as a pet. It’s just a waste of time and resources. So for how long would you choose to stay patient until the wild bird becomes friendly? Is that patient or wasting time? I don’t know but i think this is too deep for you to answer. I hope someday you choose to be tamed but not in a cage.

    It doesn’t pain. It doesn’t hurt  that i wasn’t the first one. I mean everyone decides what they want to do with their own life. You chose what you wanted. Who am i? Am just a nobody, a tattered soul held up in hope of finding true happiness. And my disappointment is that i will never be the last one. It’s not bad. Fate always has a way of getting people connected to their destinies.

    Too deep to understand the reality.

    Xoxo.

    ♥

  • Guard Your Heart

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    We all have road signs in our lives. Lines  that tell us to Go and lines that tell us to Stop. Whether we read them and believe them it’s up to us. I guess that’s why some of us have fallen and can’t get up. Sometimes we keep our eyes wide open. Everything is good. Everything is fine. People keep living. People keep dying. Life is all sweet. Love comes and loves goes. Heartbreak after heartbreak and the list keeps growing. We get used to it. And it reaches a point when nothing really matters. Not even our conscience. Not even feeling guilt.

    A time comes you just feel it’s a normal thing to be in grief 24/7. It feels normal to have people toy around with your emotions. I mean it becomes usual getting crushed on yesterday, being loved today, going for a date tomorrow  and a heart-break follows the day after tomorrow. The sequence goes on and on. Day by day. Year after year. It becoming a lifestyle to say ‘ I expected it’. Your list grows into a variety of Dark skinned, Light skin, Chocolate, Dark, Short, Tall and the confused ones and life goes on without priorities. You can’t even think straight on whom you want and how they need to be like so you end up You settling at ‘You Only live Once’ and end up becoming  worn out. To the guys you don’t even worry about being smart anymore, you become bushy all over and hygiene isn’t your thing anymore. Girls become an object you use and dump anytime and it feels okay. To the ladies your physique doesn’t matter. You ‘give up yourself’  and become saggy all over. People think you’re aging yet it’s your negligence. and nothing matters to you. You’re getting me well ain’t you? Then moments comes when you realize you’ve lost your taste. You don’t even know what matters to you. Everything is good enough.

    People will walk away from you. And you won’t be shocked because it’s a trend in your life. Their excuses won’t match your understanding, their ego won’t fit your patience. But after sometime loneliness creeps in and you get back to the same square of begging them to stay. No way!  ‘Stop begging people to stay. If people walk out of you -let’em walk’. I know it’s hard enough and you’ll be asking,

    “How will I manage?”

    “How will I survive on my own?”

    “I’ll die a lonely life?”

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    No! You can’t die and even if you feel like you will, you need Courage. Courage to begin living a new life. Courage to know who you are. It’s always clear that unless you lose site of the shore, you can never gain courage to sail in the ocean.

    ‘Even when life takes another form and it’s all broken into pieces, grab onto the piece that you got left and hold on’. You need to focus on your pieces. Pic them up make good out of it. You don’t need perfection to be fit for a long-term love. You don’t need a big ass to be hot. You don’t need tattoos and abs to find love. Nothing is meant to last, we choose to keep them long. Nothing really comes to stay.

    Don’t be carried away  by every compliment and fall for the wrong person. Don’t be too thrilled by daily hugs and uncountable dates. You need to keep your priorities straight. Know your taste and be capable of picturing what you need even before you have it. That’s what it takes to avoid heart breaks. Don’t fall for the first hiccup- wait for the next one to know it’s not fake.

    So before I leave ‘Stop focusing on what  you lost – Start living on what is left.’

    Xoxo

    ♥