Everybody promises to live for who they are and life is left out
of the context to what it stands to gain out of our loyalty.
Building a human being is more difficult than raising a four story
mansion with deep two drop basement, if there is anything of such, even in the
presence of massive wealth and power, overwhelming care and undiluted show of compassion, the odds are yet not favorable for the gambler after three losses of a life threatening sum.
Sometimes you feel like blending in to a regional style of life,
which should have made your least option, instead you choose to love and not
discriminate, and then introduce a self intensive lifestyle to help you pilot
the affairs of a sincere friendship. kind of idea that goes well for the cooperate and the yet configured victim, But here comes the good part, the irony seeks a chance to eat her host eventually when your sustenance level drops, that despicable moment when you can no longer offer 60% of
what you used to preserve your relationship.
Your offering gradually slows into an old mind, Your sacrifices
and Adjustments from the time you were willing to give it all for friendship,
eventually drowns into the river of 'yours truly', your changes becomes
irrelevant, then regrets becomes a tool for patching sores.
The truth is, no one changes without invisible conditions, with
sustenance the concept is magnificent and chances elevates, but when it depreciates, the risk of losing
them to their old ways becomes the new thriller, the though of been an old book behind your late night efforts and early hours road beat becomes an intriguing horror. Its sad to know, but its clearly an option
more eligible and feasible.
We are humans and no one can brag of making commitments so very
constant without a bridge in the mind. All we can do, is the best we can reach,
it doesn't matter how much you try to make the world so little for someone else
that cannot read your mind to see the sincerity beneath it.
With a little beat of patience, all they need is a little more
expansion in thoughts, and they will stumble back to who they were, much that
you won't be able to fit in even if you tried. Like a doctor would say, “your
organs got used to the medication, so it certainly won’t work on you anymore”. This
implies I have to start a new medication? What if I am not willing to, that’s simply
how I end up giving up on someone I normally won’t sleep without thinking
about.
I am done trying to be the one who sustains any Friendship, my best is enough, no more extra miles…. my opinion though!
- Cs Nwilliams
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