You told me about what has been bothering you.
I listened to you; I saw you cry.
I had nothing to say; I didn't know what to say.
Other than my understanding, I couldn't help at all.
I felt helpless, and sad, for you and for me.
We are all living in our own world. Stuck.
Our relationships are all but flawed.
Every morning, we wake up, open our eyes.
We walk, eat, work, talk, be quiet, think, stop thinking.
And we suffocate.
In our limited world, unsettled business, stories twisted by others, by ourselves.
There are many different versions of the same story, told by every person who's been around.
What is true and what is not true? Sometimes I wonder.
Is there a true version ever? Always I wonder.
My head would spin like wind whenever I am back.
So many stories, mostly sad.
So many secret thoughts, mostly unheard.
Broken communications. Misunderstood words. Unfulfilled love.
We are all but lost souls.
What do I know, after all?
What can I offer with my ignorance?
The only thing I know is:
The best moment in life
Is often spent with the person we love.
So, find the person you love to spend your time with.
Even that means just yourself.
Don't wait. Walk away from hatred.
Don't wait. Find love when you can.
