Oscar Wilde said:
"To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
And this
"With freedom, flowers, books, and the moon, who could not be perfectly happy?"
And then this
"I am tired of myself tonight, I should like to be someone else"
And now someone please tell me if I am the only one who thinks his thoughts are so similar to me...
He could have been a great friend.
I hate marriages I say
Because not everyone is lucky in Pam's way
It's hard to find love which never looks away
It's hard to get Jim who always stays
A person who knows that he is best for you
But steps away to let you choose
A person who always wants you to grow
No matter how many days you are away in a row
A person who accepts you all
The fierce you, the timid you, the clumsy you the beautiful you, the failed you, the successful you, and the complete haul
A person who can comfort you
A person who can love you
A person for whom your smile is a lucky charm
A person who is willing to let you sleep on his arm
A person with whom valentine's day fight also seems a plan
A person whose leaving is more painful than he being an angry man
Yes I want my children to know we are soulmates and it is no less than fairytales
I want to tell them stories of our dates
I don't know what else to say
But finding a person for whom you are not enough but everything seems like an impossible way
I have heard a lot of people explain one sided love
But never heard anyone even talk about one sided friendship
Did you?
Honestly speaking I have been on both ends
I remember ignoring people even when they were ready to loose all for me
I remember being ignored even when I was ready to loose all of me
Did you?
Still think about going back and joining those chords
But what are the odds
Those I ignored have moved on tired of wasting their time
And those on whom I wasted my time never seemed mine
But still I wish for their call
Do you?
I find it weird how we just connect to some
I find it sad when those connections don't care and for them you are not the one
I thought love asked for a lot
but now I think even friendship's demands are not a dot
Do you?
Maybe they asked for so much that I just stayed aloof
Maybe my demands were so much that they considered me fool
Being nice and being friends are different I realised late
Not everyone you like is ready to be a part of your fate
Were you also a one sided friend at one time?
Do you also think that it was worth the time?
What if the efforts were not equal,
It was a friendship you initiated and it will never have a sequel...
Sorry but I care
I know the anger on my face kills you
I know my rude ways make you sad
But do I have a choice
Every word I speak out of love you take for granted
Every thing I ask as a well-wisher you consider nagging
Yes the world exist and you need to bother about it
But how to explain that in front of that world I see you
Your pain and problems are my concerns
The worldly affairs don't worry me
I thought our relation was different and we shared a special bond
But every time you hide your pains you just break another chord
I know I am not the best nor I stand for you without rest
But yes I feel and your moods make a great lot of deal
Seeing people bother you, grieves me equally as it does to you
But just because I don't say doesn't mean I cannot feel you
You always think I don't care or understand
While in reality I am just confused how to take a stance
I don't know what to do because you never express your expectations
And when I share my expectations you just consider it insecurities
I know I am not what you want and I know I cannot be what you want
This is what aches me brings the anger to my face, the rudeness in my ways
Sorry for all of that
But I care is all I have
I was waiting for my feelings to go numb
I was waiting for that day but I was dumb
I thought that with each day the wound would grow old
I expected that each day would make me cold
But little I realised
And very little I was surprised
With each passing day
My feelings started spreading like a ray
It reached ever nook and corner of my existence
But I was still hoping with persistence
It was so difficult to feel
The reason I thought time would heal
Soon I had a lot of opinions
Surprisingly they made me cry more than onions
Soon the tree of feeling got a strong hold
Now I knew nothing was going to get old
All experiences and incidents
Were giving my wounds new dents
Crying became a constant part of my lifestyle
Funny enough that it was just a more defined form of my old style
I didn't know what to do with so much going on inside
Never realised it would be so much more than what was going outside
Checking and rechecking all emotions
Hide and seek with everything was in motion
Defining the ideas I had was important
Knowing I was right was like a reinforcement
I knew the wounds are not going now
But still adapting raised the question how
Connecting dots was a daily routine
Adulting is much more difficult than being a teen
Sensations, feelings and emotions are always going to be difficult for me
But when I introspect I realise it makes me, me.
#Zetsuen no Tempest #yohiro #durarara #mikida #i have some really deep and dark story for them #yohiro has great potential story back in season one #but author goes make sec half of story a romcom #they have some deep dark relationship that sound like they could had kill each others #mikida was so close to it #but for yohiro #wtf what's the whole point for yoshino having gun on him #????? #at least have him point gun at mahiro #or even better have mahiro notice yoshino is carrying a gun #what happen to their strange relationship??? #sec season they seem to be close friends #idk #tags texts #also in the open theme they were in run down city #the anime or manga never shows its #a back story to them? #why am i so deep with yohiro? #i need help #don't let me get start on hideakne #what kind ending is that (manga)? #i feel like author have such a great potential for them #but he seem to stop caring #that or scam us for fujo money #ok i will shut up now
when ur fave is one dimensional or treated poorly by the writer but as a writer you can see how much potential they have for interesting and engaging storytelling