It takes strength to be gentle and kind.
Please, don't forget about me.
My heart often swells with a sweet, delicious substance that can quench fires that are lit for eternity. This blessing can grow heavy when it is not regularly poured off. I wonder if this is a dangerous state to remain in for an extended time. It compels me to, sometimes, pour this precious gift in to individuals who most certainly do not deserve it. Or perhaps they do deserve it, but not because of their feelings or actions towards me. I suppose that that it isn't necessarily bad. It's unselfish. But, there is often security in selfishness. One can't get hurt if they are motivated by selfishness. So, which is better? Security or vulnerability? Perhaps, it is security sometimes and vulnerability at other times. But, the hardest part is deciding at which times one should deploy these two dichotomous states of being. I wish to be more self-aware. I wish to make the right choices. It hurts sometimes.
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