healthy lovely hate

So many people tried along the centuries to write about love and all of them failed, if you ask me. Love is a feeling that's it's being felt different by any person out there and it's being offered in so many different ways that if you try to understand it you will go crazy and you'll still not be able to make sense of it.

Us humans, we are so miserable when it comes to this wonderful feeling. We watch the movies, we read the books and the poems and still we can't find the power in ourselves to play this game as close as possible to perfection.

We know how to hate, we know how to act like shit, we know how to bleed on people that didn't cut us, we know how to be selfish, and the list about all the bad things we mastered could continue for miles. What about the good ones? Well, if we are being honest, this list would be so short. We know shit in the are of beautiful things.

Some people are so lucky to find other people that love them like crazy no matter what and nobody is talking about reciprocity but at least some fairness wouldn't hurt. If you have somebody in front of you that loves you with all their being, decide fast and respect that feeling, never take advantage of it because you will leave some deep scars on a beautiful soul that will later on bleed on somebody else. They will be there through all your challenges and changes and what will you do with them? Just like a blind person that gains their sight, the first thing they throw away is their walking stick. Don't use people to find your way! 

Ain't life funny when it decides that the sticks will find their way as that's there purpose and nobody will care about the beauty they are loging for. And even if they will find it by that time they will no longer know what to do with it.

Ain't life funny when it decides that the not so long ago blind is to get peace, calm and another stick to serve them in their new journey.

What about the stick that was there when you need it the most and then decided to mock it?

We feel so entitled to do all the shit hiding behind " I need to take care of myself", where the fuck is your empathy? Or at least an ounce of respect, but well hell I guess that the ounce is actually the weight of your soul.

Sad souls lie themselves that they are strong and that they can face them everything that is being thrown at them. Partly yes, but by this point don't throw good at them as they no longer know what to do with it.

Hate to late to little because you didn't master the art of using the other like they used you and like this to be able to walk on head high with a smile towards better times.

Ooooo this lovely hate that makes us one time give to much to whom doesn't values it so that later on we don't have enough to give to somebody who would value it.

It's all just a feeling!