I used to
live in a bubble then.. my friends, my family protected me and supported me and
I could forget about reality and pain and cynical thoughts and believe in magic
and rainbows and the see the best in people and BELIEVE that people were
inherently good…
Then my
angel shed his wings, my wall broke and my brother and sister left…
And now I am
a shell most of the time… that spontaneity and happiness and rose colored glasses
I used to live with are now gone and I have to force myself to interact with even
the people who make me feel most alive because sometimes the feeling of the
blood and adrenaline coursing through my veins is a bit too much and I need to
shut down and retreat so I don’t get too overwhelmed..
You asked
me why I changed… you’re one of those who threw a knife at me and walked away..
and yet you wonder where I learnt to flinch?
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“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.”― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum LP
thank you Jayant...
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