poems, random, thoughts

What is it to you?

What else are you holding back?
Back in the depth of your thoughts
thoughts that sometimes make no sense
sense of the heart and the mind
mind you, he’s already giving his all
all for you, you ignorant fool
fool in love, fool in everything
everything that you love comes along
along your path, yet you fail to see
see that they’re there for you
you fail to realize the importance of trust
trust in others, trust in your own self
self in a sense that you know who are
are you sure that you know who you are?
are you really sure?
Sure, you will say that now
now that you’ve thought of it this way
way beyond what you’ve thought of before
before this though, you never considered it
it only got into your mind now
now that it was mentioned
mentioned to you by the person you love
love – what is it to you?
you think it’s a bunch of experiments?
experiments that have to produce the same result?
Results that, if it suddenly becomes different
different from the others, it’s a failure?
Failure is you not giving your all
all of this can suddenly disappear
disappear in the blink of an eye
eyes are limited to what they can see
see that? All of this can be easily attained
attained in the sense that you can give it
it can be trusted to someone
someone you love
love – what is it to you?
you know you can’t define it with a simple definition.
Definitions are not suited for love.

Love – you know you love him, right?
Right in your heart, you know it’s him
him all along. What else is there to worry about?

About time you realized this.
This might be what you were looking for.

Just trust.

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random, shorts, thoughts

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uncertainty is always around the corner. wherever you go, with whomever you meet, whatever time of the day — it’s always there.

uncertainty.

going on and about with your life, you’re always never sure. forward or back, up or down, left or right, go or stop. you’re never too sure about things.

when you think you are, you suddenly realize you aren’t. whenever you think you aren’t, sometimes there’s that chance that you are. whatever it is, it’s always uncertain.

you continue on typing the rest of your mantra, going on and about with whatever you have to do, making yourself focus on the things you deem important; but after hitting ‘enter’–

— what do you type next?

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you stare at the blank space.

 

keep blinking. it keeps blinking at you.

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what else can you add?

 

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