Sometimes I wonder, why it is so damn difficult to just be.
To just accept things without reasons and explanation. Is it because we are eager, or because we are way more educated.
If its because we are more educated, then why the questions people ask sounds so much more, less and less smart.
2) and the projections people have on me. Is immense. I think people over estimate me by how I look. I’m much less than that. I’m just like you and him. Or her. Ordinary.
3) I can’t wait to fall in love all over again. To feel fully consumed by emotions. Caring about someone way more than I care about myself, where love runs both ways, and things are easy and breezy. No complicated talks or feelings. Just easy and straight. Where the world seems brighter, and the food taste better. The sadness weighs lesser, happiness doubles. The joy multiplies, the bitterness never lingers for too long. The space seems smaller but the light is brighter. The laughter is two combined in one. Silliness multiples and the belly is often happier.
Feelings are rare. Love feelings are rare for me.