26 August 2009
my one wish would be for you to not look at me with such disdain when all i want to do is clear the sleep from your eyes. i don't want to love you, at least i don't think i do, but i do want to be there. and i know you want me to be there. so why do we continue to treat people like shit? that's why i'll never tell you i love you because if i ever feel that way, i'll know it's the beginning of the end. no one wants to chase something they already have. no one wants what is possible. at least, i don't. and those i do want - they don't want it either. why are we so afraid of love and its resemblance when it is what makes us feel our most alive? because of a few sad love songs, we've begun to associate sadness and love when really, they relate only occasionally. the pop songs don't affect us. love stories don't either. we only see the bad, only let the bad of the good take root. what's tragic is how we push away those that matter, surrounding ourselves with the dredges. we see the sadness in love before opening our hearts to its beauty. love might end up breaking your heart, but it always leaves beauty behind.