Ok, enough of the emo rants because honestly, I'm quite thankful for this alone time I've got.
It's tough to remain positive in situations like these but I am and I'm not letting myself think otherwise. In a few days I feel myself maturing in so many ways, especially in the way I think. It has given me ample time to reflect on myself, my thoughts, my character... etc.
I've also realized how thankful I am for the people around me, some of whom I just knew recently. Or got to know more recently. If you know me, you'd know that I'm usually very reserved when it comes to meeting new people. It's not that I don't like to meet new people, it's just.. I take time to warm up? And thus sometimes it's hard for me to make new friends.
Or maybe because I've awesome friends like my girlies who are low maintenance (meaning we only meet like once every few months) but will always ALWAYS be there for me. So I kinda feel like there's no need for me to make new friends? But nevertheless, really grateful for those who were there for me.
Just a simple text checking up on me if I'd overdosed on emoness, or asking me out knowing that I seldom have plans and am always at home. I never once realized how lucky I am to have people who care about me and I have nothing but gratitude for them. :)
Love. It is my greatest strength and my greatest weakness. When I love I set no boundaries, the good the bad, the qualities the flaws. Everything. When I love, I love more than loving myself. I've come to learn that that is not the way it should be. There has to been a balance in everything.
Love does not quantify by the number of times we meet, the number of times we talk, or the number of texts we send. Sure, communication is the key, but it's the quality that matters. This I am understanding as I am alone.
And it has dawned upon me how many times I was told this, in different ways of course, but never once got it. I guess I really was too indulgent and warped up in my idea of love.
I'm sorry. I'm learning now.
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