“We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.” Dr. Seuss
How to stop everything when things feel right? A synchronized weirdness that somehow ticks all the right boxes. At the same time, you know that there are a boundary you could not cross and the relationship will end anyway, sooner or later. Probably, I should turn the whole experience into a fiction, a version where two persons have to face a tragic ending. Maybe, by doing that, I can imagine a better ending for the two of us. Or maybe a version where they constantly fighting due to cultural differences and by having that imagination, I will be happier to be able to dodge a bullet.
I know I did stupid things. Trying to create a distraction that made me even miss him more. Probably, instead of doing stupid things, reducing the dose? It feels like drinking a sea water when you are thirsty, you want to get rid off the thirst but you even make it worst.
My brain breaks ... I don't know what to do or what I want when the ending is clear.
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