This post comes as a but a clarity towards the people that I have pushed afar and in the name of Love, supposedly betrayed and have become a part of a history that the candy man shall seem to straighten. Liabilities and assets are but a financial concept until you start to realise them in life. The true asset is being able to foresee all shortcomings of one man and one woman for the people they are and yet seem to so deeply respect them in all but one circumstances where I need my time to re-calibrate my thoughts, my me time! All but vary of this, the woman seemed to question the integrity of the respect and love that this man had on her, which added to the complications already persisting. It wasnt a time when someone could manage being loyal to one and being a fling to another just for their fancy. His morals and his ethics were questioned. His way of thought changed. His liabilities decreased and the assests grew not in terms of the complications hed simplify. But in terms of matters he could care about. The world just seemed a place without boundaries and without thought, hed realised now that caring and truly wanting to be something with someone didnt matter all the more than the setting sun and the rising moon, for the moon was but in all its glory shadowed. To him it didnt matter anymore. To him, she was everything and she would stay to be everything and all others thereafter would remain unintrusive into the soft bellows of what people call LOVE, it would all mean nothing but flings of throwing oneself on another. He lost his soul in the process of loosing her. waking up each day surrounded by follies terming themselves as friends. Today although he lives each day carefree and in search of his next fling, he cant help but dream about the foregone days of the history he was a part of, not because they were great, but because to him, that was the only ray of hope that faded away. A great life lay ahead regardless of all this, a wonderful future that un-winded itself before him, all glory to his feet without a single broken sweat. And yet a part of him wishes it was otherwise, a part of him that shall always be lost in thought even if the angel were beside him! A part of him.....
Posted on: Fri, 29 Aug 2014 05:56:01 +0000