Another day for the insane, getting ready to meet two of my three loves.
One missing. A large hole in me. You.
I do have the worry that your decision won't be entirely yours. I cannot help but worry about that. I already saw last night one, telling you to keep silent and not to explain.
That decision should be yours.
That's why I tell you that I am the most loyal friend (or among them). I told you to explore before making any decisions. And that whichever it was, it was the right one.
Because, would you need convincing that "it's not as bad as it seems"?
Just notice how many people would give medical advice on the networks: "take this", instead of "go to the doctor". People feel the need to say something that will soothe. That doesn't mean they fully know.
Because nobody knows you and I.
Only you and I.
Many already thought they knew me. They only knew their stereotype.
Love.
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