4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.
4 Love suffereth long, and is kind; love envieth not; love vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up,
5 doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not its own, is not provoked, taketh not account of evil;
6 rejoiceth not in unrighteousness, but rejoiceth with the truth;
7 beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.
8 Love never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall be done away; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall be done away.
4 Love is patient, love is kind and is not jealous; love does not brag and is not arrogant,5 does not act unbecomingly; it does not seek its own, is not provoked, does not take into account a wrong suffered, 6 does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth; 7 bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
8 Love never fails; but if there are gifts of prophecy, they will be done away; if there are tongues, they will cease; if there is knowledge, it will be done away.
And now, even more so than before, I know that reason. You can’t help time. You can’t help how you feel. But you can proactively lie to yourself until the opposite becomes true. The thing is when that lie becomes your truth, are you happy? Or would you have wanted to stay with the feeling you had come to terms with?
Is it really better to numb it out, move forward and forget?
Or is it better to stay still, keep it close and let time sort it out?
the day we first met. You were natural and beautiful. I’ll never forget. Later that night, I turned you around and told you to look at the stars to avoid embarrassment from the people watching us. Little did you know, I was also sharing one of the most intimate and important things in my life with you. I’m getting better at numbing memories but this one, like a lot of others, I still feel.
my heart won’t let you go. i don’t know, even after all this time, it just won’t. i hope you’re happy. i know that time has the tendency to make it all go away but i’m not sure if it will ever leave or if i even want it to. from time to time, i feel that heaviness in my soul. you seemed to understand that fully. i’m afraid i’ll never find that again.
A relationship is a relationship. Yes, the title of being someone’s significant other could mean a lot. But as much as you want to ignore it, there is a clear and obvious connection that isn’t shared with anyone else in that moment and time. If this connection were non-existent there would be no concern or conflict over the title in the first place.
Gabriel: Why is it that you’re never just single and okay?
Jenn: I don’t know Gabe. I guess I just need someone there. You know? Someone I can depend on and make me feel important.
Gabriel: So you always need to be with someone?
Jenn: Yeah I guess.
Gabriel: This actually makes me really sad.
Gabriel: Because you only exist in this life when someone is there to reassure you. They anchor you to this world by showing you your significance that you are so blind to. Even if they mean nothing to you in your heart, as long as they do their job you’re okay faking it. Jenn, you’re more alone then anyone else out here.
Gabriel: I’ve lost everything. I’ve made terrible mistakes. But I would never trade shoes with you because even when I’m all alone, at least I know I exist.
Your end doesn’t always justify the means of getting there. The end is the end and that’s it, how you get there is what is important. Some people push through the hardest things in life while caring about others and being selfless to get to a place of happiness or content. And some people are malicious, selfish, and could care less about morals as long as they as well reach that happiness and satisfaction with life. Whether its the right way or the wrong way it all depends on the person, their character, and the choices that they make. A true test to who you are as a person is how you react in the face of adversity and hardships. There is one main way I always perceived life and it helped me accept a lot because it literally applies to everything, “In all situations, the worthwhile and most significant is always difficult, trying, and hard to endure. When something comes easy with minimal effort, it is more than likely worthless and if anything, temporary”. I’m sure you’ve heard that saying “it’s not about when you get there, it’s about how you get there”. Though incredibly cliche’ this is the truth because some may actually end up in the same place later in life but when you meet there, wherever it may be, make sure you are able and proud to say how you got there.
You know what’s weird. Every single time I look at the stars I always have the same exact feeling and thought. I see all the stars and become so enamored. The vastness of the sky with so many specks of light scattered across it. I think of the the solar system and all the planets past those stars, then about the multiple solar systems just in our galaxy alone. And on top of that, there are other galaxies that we know exist. My train of thought eventually circles back to Earth and how small I am among the 6 billion people that live here too. I feel so insignificant. But the weird thing is I’m okay with it, in fact, it makes me feel happy because I know no matter what I’ll never be truly alone. I couldn’t be any happier being insignificant.
“I’m done pretending. I know what I’ve loved and I know what I want to love. Once you’re on the outside looking in, you’ll never be able to be part of their world. Because once you try to assimilate, you’ll realize that it’s never really going to be who you are. Just someone who’s observed and goes through the motions.”—
People will treat others with such a large amount of disrespect for extended periods of time and still expect the perfect ending in their life.
They will try and dignify their opinion of themselves by constantly spewing from their acid tongues their view of other people and their feelings. It’s already enough that people have little care for one another in this world. But it’s ridiculous to think you deserve tranquility, being content and love when all you have done is spread your plague and fake a healthy condition when you’re among the sick. No one will tell you this. You’ll just have to one day look at all you’ve done and figure what all the bad karma is compensating for. You’ll ask what have I done to deserve this and to feel like this? In reality when you ask this, you’re ignoring what you’ve actually done. Many bad things have happened to me. I accept I’ve made mistakes. I have made many changes because of this. Eventually, you will have to face yourself because everyone will be sick of doing it for you. You are not perfect. None of us are. But you are nothing if you do not accept your imperfections and how they’ve affected others.
as of recently people have been throwing out the word “love” like hot cakes. like every other comment or post i see is “i love you!” or “love ya!”. is there a real upsurge in the amount of love in this world? or are people using the word just as validation of friendship/social relationship? it really shouldn’t be used for the latter.
honestly, it’s really hard for me to say it unless:
1. it will help someone i truly care for quell conflict or ease stress within themselves or with other people
2. i really mean it
it’s been awhile since i’ve said those words. actually, i just said “i love you” a couple of days ago. it was to my mom on thanksgiving night. she asked me if i really was leaving after i graduate. i told her that i wanted to, that i loved her, and then i kissed her on her cheek. i haven’t seen my mom smile like that in a really long time.
when telling someone you liked them was a huge deal because your biggest concern was whether they liked you back or would even consider liking you back. nowadays, everything has to be assumed through action. i was thinking about my days in middle school and how many times i was shot down haha. everything seemed so complex back then but little did i know what was ahead. hey simplicity…us old people miss you.
having to put oneself out there is really hard to do. especially, if you don’t feel like it really matters. but i guess there’s just a point where you have to try. if you don’t then you’ll never know what it would or could have been. this sounds very cliche’ but it’s the truth. in love, in your aspirations, in life. trying is what people want to avoid. i never felt good enough and i never will…but at least i can say that i tried to fake it in hopes that i could change my own mind.
I hate when you watch things that make you instantly feel the way you did at that time, especially if that feeling was the happiest you can remember being. And you know that the only reason you felt that happy was because the person or persons you were with. You start to think about everything, like every single moment where you depended on one another.
“Do you remember when you needed me most and I was there?”
And if you don’t speak anymore or just lost all connection, this weird limbo of wanting to feel nostalgic and wanting to completely forget is formed. There’s this conflict and the other conflict is the inconsistency between how dear a connection used to be and how useless it is presently.
often you just want people to talk to. nothing else. that way you don’t get so used to being alone that it’s all you know. there isn’t always an ulterior motive or something to gain. it’s just nice to know out of all the people in your state, nation, let alone the world, someone is listening and not just hearing you. men are labeled as constantly having an ulterior motive because let’s face it, our gender has consistently proven so.
it’s almost impossible now to separate the honest and the not so honest. regardless, even honest people are not perfect or flawless their whole lives. they’re only perfect at small even microscopic instances in life and make mistakes for most of it. what people tend to forget are those moments when that person was faultless and truly themselves. they forget how much was sacrificed and how much that person truly understood them because that moment in time was so small in comparison to a whole life.
it takes a long time to find that and sometimes it’s not ever found again. people will always find someone that understands or thinks they understand them but never in the same way. each moment in time is unique to one another but it’s your job to choose which ones were worth remembering.
“When we walk to the edge of all the light we have and take that step into the darkness of the unknown, we must believe that one of two things will happen:
there will be something solid for us to stand on or we will be taught to fly.”—patrick overton
never leave the heart. You hollowed out a part of it and no matter what you try and fill it with, nothing will suffice. You can try and forget. You can even try and hate what once was there but in the end, that hollow cavity will always stay there. It’s a scar that will always be there. I’m not saying you can’t be happy and that this scar is necessarily a bad thing. It’s just sometimes, on certain nights, you remember what was worth hollowing out a piece of your heart for and that maybe you’ll be able to find that again.