Cynical
I hear and see how unrealistic this has been for many. The
constant craving of another detectable in our human interactions, even despite
the hardest intentions not to do so. I try to
come to terms with it, we are constantly battling ourselves. And
I have learned from those who came into
my world, who have entered my life, about the ways of the world, and I continue trying
to cut my romantic expectations, based on
the harsh realities of life. And here is me pushing and trying to set myself free
and there is me, the road takes me back to the point where all my cynical ways
crumble to the ground, and I am just heart, swollen, beating heart, mushy,
corny, loving and aching heart.
Stavanger 17.05.15
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