You get used to some people in your life, sometimes you just think you love them because you are so used to doing so. You can turn over while in bed musing about it, or hit your head against the wall, or just ignore it. But hey, it's always there. In the rumble tumble of these thoughts you forget to live and just "go with it".
Then comes the jolt. Realization steps in, showing you what you've been missing or what you want and do not want. You see the sphygmomanometer of love fall, reducing the pressure to the extent that the mercury of passion and love stops moving altogether.
Ms. Woolf, I see I guess, what you felt like, trapped in that way.
You wouldn't have found someone else, it's just knowing someone else that makes you realize, "What am I doing?" and the blindfold on the eyes come off. All you want to do is break free from the shackles, and run.
Not caring at all where the road takes you.
Then comes the jolt. Realization steps in, showing you what you've been missing or what you want and do not want. You see the sphygmomanometer of love fall, reducing the pressure to the extent that the mercury of passion and love stops moving altogether.
Ms. Woolf, I see I guess, what you felt like, trapped in that way.
You wouldn't have found someone else, it's just knowing someone else that makes you realize, "What am I doing?" and the blindfold on the eyes come off. All you want to do is break free from the shackles, and run.
Not caring at all where the road takes you.
I think we're too young to conclude all this.
ReplyDeleteAnd too tired too.
DeleteIs it good to feel this jaded?