Sometimes I wish hearts could communicate on their own either speak love language or some other language we would not understand but feel. The feeling would be mutual and more intense. We would be high on the love drug without looking back or caring what the world thinks. Love is such a beautiful yet deceitful thing. It is tried and tested by the winds of life and the environment itself where it has been planted.
We are misled by what we see and force ourselves into things that are never there. Why is love so deceitful? It feels so good when we get that affection we are yearning for. Love is the fiend, making us feel like we are walking on clouds yet gravity will have a harsh pull on us. Closing our eyes and ears that we only see what is in front of us and hear no “evil”. Yes, people seem to know everything and will talk, sometimes it is good to listen but most of us are Thomas’s believing in seeing or finding out the truth by ourselves without being pushed. Everybody has a past, right? Unfortunately, it comes back to haunt us whether we are truthful or not.
Can your heart at least tell mine the story. How sincere and deep is your love for me? How long are we going to hold on to each other, is it forever. This would actually save us the stress of trying too hard whilst we are not sure where we are going. It is better to know where we are going rather than being blindfolded; two fools walking in the same path with no direction. The signs are there always but we choose to ignore them hoping for the best. “I will change her,” we lie to ourselves. You can never change a person who is not willing to bend or has not decided on their own that it is time to grow up. We say genuine love brings out the best in a person, I doubt that very much, it can also bring out the darkest soul of a person.
Can your heart whisper to my heart. Give me a sneak preview of what the future will bring. Are you the one? How deep are our fights going to get so that i can brace myself for self-defence. Can i at least know the path we will take and the obstacles we will tackle. I am not ready to fight other people just to keep you here with me. I am not ready to take care of a person who cannot take care of herself. Experience has shown me that fights always knock us off balance and we lose our cool. We are two different individuals with clashing personalities but who is willing to compromise? the woman?
We really get ourselves into situations that are hard to survive. Matters of the heart; An unconfirmed journey where only the heart feels and leads the rest of the body to a land filled with milk and honey or struck with poverty. You are sold a dream that is so stimulating you want to jump in and start living it. Who is at fault though, the person selling the dream or the buyer? The buyer might not have the same vision as the seller. This is a delicate topic with no winner. Matters of the heart can never be confirmed, we play compromising roles and create a bond that must be kept alive always.
Love is not just a feeling of passion and all those goosebumps we feel. The words “ I love you” are never really enough. There are actions expected moving forward to show love and prove to the other the true meaning of the love. Genuine love fill our hearts with the fire and new meaning of life.
Can your heart at least tell me, are you the one?