If the heart is a house, relationship would be the door.
An open hearty house is one which the person gladly welcomes the people in, having a merry time. But then, with this naive and innocent outlook, one tends to get hurt. Sometimes, the door of relationship is scarred, or maybe even carved on, causing one to slightly pull the door closer and not so open.
But still, there's a chance to prove the host's point of view wrong. But the person is probably already more narrow-minded, so be careful with what you say or you'll leave another scar for the host to remember. And one more scar could mean a lot worse.
When one is traumatized with an event that happened with a previous person, the host could do something out of emotional hurt. The host might close the door of relationship tightly shut, lock the door and throw away the key into the darkest depths of the sea. And even if you try to break the barrier down, sometimes, you've just have to realize you've lost them. Leaving you, as a friend or a family member, unable to connect and communicate with them.
However, locking the door could have benefits. Maybe if you have found the happiness and the love of your life, you could live a content, blissful and secure life. No one could break down the door, and you are happy with what you have in the house. You need not to ever leave your comfort zone, for you could have all you ever wanted.
Well, that's just how I see it. Which side of the door are you on people's hearts today?
Monday, April 25, 2011
Friday, April 8, 2011
Equality
Somehow I've always felt things must be balanced, equal and all.
I have this sick, twisted thinking that there's no way everyone can be happy at the same time.
So whenever your sad and gloomy, remember that at least someone took your place, and smiled instead of you.
I have this sick, twisted thinking that there's no way everyone can be happy at the same time.
So whenever your sad and gloomy, remember that at least someone took your place, and smiled instead of you.
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Let Go
Maybe after all these internal battles, I can one day put down this heavy sword.
Maybe when I leave it, I can get it to stain and rust.
Maybe one day I wouldn't need to cringe in horror during my attempts to call myself beautiful.
Maybe when I leave it, I can get it to stain and rust.
Maybe one day I wouldn't need to cringe in horror during my attempts to call myself beautiful.
I can't wait.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Or so it was said.
One should treat others as one would like others to treat oneself.
Hmm. I guess it doesn't apply the same way for everyone. But it's okay. At least I know He will always accept me :')
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
You.
Someone is always going to be more athletic.
Someone is always going to be more good-looking.
Someone is always going to be more intelligent.
Someone is always going to be more popular.
Someone is always going to be more wanted.
Someone is always going to be more -
Someone is always going to be more good-looking.
Someone is always going to be more intelligent.
Someone is always going to be more popular.
Someone is always going to be more wanted.
Someone is always going to be more -
Oit. Stop there. If that is what you all think,
Then why not make that someone, you? :)
Friday, March 18, 2011
Inner Desire.
People have a tons of wishes.
Of all widest imaginations.
But all I ask of,
is to be genuinely happy.
Is that too much to wish for? :\
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Your Attachment
Maybe we're like pieces of cloth, maybe some are velvet or plain cotton. Maybe the bonds we build with people, are like attaching a little part of us, on their cloths. Maybe this is how we connect as we grow closer together. Maybe if it's love or commitment, a bigger part of us is tied.
& maybe that's the reason why when people walk out of our lives, a little bit of us is ripped and torn apart.
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