I am pretty much rational about everything. Idealism for me is something to hold on to, it sets forth a vision but that’s it, because most of the time, it just comes in day dreams. I live by the day. And no matter how deep reality bites, I accept things as they are. I don’t resist from whatever situation I am in, I make peace with my days and circumstances. And then I move forward. I don’t dwell on something I can’t fix.
Then I met him..
From then on, each component of my entire being has issues. My mind got a bit twisted, my heart holds on to that (almost non-existent) grasp of hope, my body longs for him.
Him – far, complicated, inconsistent, anxious
I always ask myself how could I cling to a very few memories we had. Why did I fall?
Why did I meet him? A perfect stranger.
I have made an entire illusion out of few beautiful days. Something not possible at all. Something I wouldn’t want even, maybe. A complete DELUSION!
Happy Valentines Day!