Caro Amante,
Do you know that TikTok video that
starts;
“Hey, you must be wondering how we got
here. Well, let us start from the beginning…”
I let my heart go
Somewhere I don’t know
Forgot when it fell
I can’t seem to find it
I need to remind it
You found someone else
Pain tends to always be there. It never
misses the party; it will always find a way to be present. You will be having
the grandest of days and boom you are served a tot of pain to end your day.
Well, pain is subjective but recently
it has been personified by ‘love’. Love is not pain but it's hard for most of us
to accept this simple truth. When most of us think of love; we will associate
it with pain and sorrow. They loved me but also brought me pain hence I walked
around on eggshells wondering if I will break and scream when I see them.
I’m
coming ‘round please don’t say no
Don’t you
come here anymore
I’m
coming ‘round please don’t say no
Don’t you
come here anymore
This new thing we have named ‘love’ is
enveloped by confusion and pain. “Love now seems like a small star that started
shining but is also surrounded by a huge storm so it dies out”
Recently I have come to the realization
that most of the things I read and watch in movies actually happen. That Hardin
and Tessa kind of love is actually real to most of the young people I know. A relationship defined by toxicity and they are in too deep that they actually believe they
are in love with each other.
Thought I
was just fine
Keeping a
thick spine
Just a
matter of time
You’d
come to your senses
Lay down
your defenses
And tell
me you're mine
We now have a generation of people who
love each other for the wrong reasons. We later get so infatuated with each
other that we do not even realize that we are hurting each other in the process
which is shown in how we treat each other whilst we fight. We take all the
precious things that they had to offer and break them slowly to a point they
are reduced to former shells of themselves but still, this infatuation remains
despite knowing the pain we have caused them. We still go back, knowing that this red flag is
still there so we wear colored glasses to mask the pain and stay there.
You
caught me cold when you kissed him
I didn’t
mean to watch but I did
And when
you looked in his eyes
My heart
was wondering why
It could
love so much but cannot touch
I really have no solution for this,
maybe we will all break and finally get to a place where we want fixing. I wish
Tinkerbelle was real then she would tinker with our emotional selves and we
would accept change.
Well, I write this while celebrating
Madaraka Day, it means Freedom and in as much we might never experience real
freedom, we could try chasing emotional freedom and not spread the pain. (Shoot I really
don’t have a title for this one, I will make something up though)
♥️😫
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