True Meaning
I guess that there is only hope to rely upon, to judge by, or plan our futures. Love
is such a word to not be taken lightly, or to be taken advantage of. Life as we
know it is too precious to spend alone. To know the feeling of loneliness is harsh
but true. I am scared. I may never feel the feeling of a man and women’s love, to
grow old with that someone for the rest of your life. A true meaning.
There is too much to ask of a person, a task too great to understand the will
power of someone. If it is all too much, nobody would acknowledge it, I wouldn’t.
My mind tells me so many different things at one time. My thoughts try to factor
themselves out. Something is holding me back, a barrier of some sort, an
insecurity. It hurts the ones I care about most.
Being content with one’s self can be a cost of a thousand hearts. Nobody is
satisfied. The hunger for more is often useless. All it does is penetrate our
minds into thinking that is what’s needed. Trust. A word to dread among those
who imitate your self-confidence behind your back. Not all individuals play part in
such deeds.
To BE loved is diverse in so many ways than to be the one WHO loves. To
comprehend what is going through an individuals mind is similar to overriding
their feelings, you’ll never really know if that person is true to themselves before
others. Is such a cost necessary? Sacrifice is the key. To be the key to
someone’s heart is a gift beyond recognition, but to be shunned by that person is
a misconception.
If misread in such a way, misleading information can be a closure.
Life is too short to live among the powerful, not to live among the
Loved.
-Paige Harris
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