The Dust on My Mind #1


I cannot understand why this universe forces us to choose one thing when they can give us all without difficulty.

Lately, I’ve been hit by a story of my friends. I feel miserable for them. However, I can do nothing since I have no super power to control everything. To control something unseen, yet powerful.

Feeling. Affection. Love. They are mad. Insane. No one can understand them, yet they are magical. Amazing. Powerful. Something that everyone need to survive. To feel alive. Nevertheless, everything has two sides. Whether you like it or not, this life cannot give you everything without a question mark; without sacrifice. 
Maybe. I think that is how life teaches us. We cannot always get what we want. If we want it, we should take it with its consequences. You can run but you cannot hide, babe. 
That’s it. this life always offers you many options. For I think the life has no rights to run your life and I think the life does not want to be bothered to choose something over you, but YOU. You have to choose your own way to run your life.

As what I say, Feeling. Affection. and Love are something magically beautiful. They can fill the hole inside you, yet they can destroy what you have. You choose them. You want these things to fill or destroy you.
When my friends talked to me, I drew a conclusion which I wrote it onto two options :
1. You have a lover, yet you have no liberation
2. You live with your liberation, yet you have no lover

It seems simple yet we cannot resist something like that. For having someone to spend your time with is fascinating. However, we cannot deny that we always endure the burden that someone brings us. As people sometimes become greedy and greedy, and we cannot predict someone’s personality when it deals with love. Since when you decide to have relationship with someone, there is always a hidden ‘no’ in ‘yes’ but we still do that. For what? For the love, of course. Love drives us to do whatever since we are afraid to lose it. 

 Wait. Let me correct it, it is not the love which drives you, yet someone that you love drives you. You follow it. You accept it because you are afraid for losing someone you love. Don’t get me wrong. It is good if your love and your lover force you to do something good but what if they do not? When you know it hurts you, whether it hurts you physically or mentally. When they start to limit what you want to do for your own sake. Why? why you shall give up your liberation? For I know LOVE is good. Amazing. Full of bliss. Love will let you grow to be a better version of you, not to limit your moves, your amazing creations, and your beautiful mind&thought. No. Don’t you dare to fuck up the definition of love. If you know it hurts you, just go. If you know you are dealing with someone who pulls your liberation, let him or her goes ((If this issue happens continuously)). 

 You deserve better. You deserve to be with someone who splashes the love in a good way. You deserve to be happy. 

 However, I know. It won’t be as easy as that to cut off the relationship, to cut off the bridge that you’ve built. You are afraid of being alone. You are afraid of your own what if question such as "what if I cannot find another one like him or her?" "what if she or he is the one?" "what if..." "what if..." ((Oh dear, I always believe that if something or someone is truly destined for you, they will find a way back to you)). You cannot let go your lover because you think they've become part of you. No. They're not part of you, darling. They are just your habit.  

 I know. Sometimes to open the new gate is scary. But you will never know, honey. You will never know if you never try.

I know. I know sometimes this world brings a hard options. I know. You have to choose, and that is your rights to choose whatever. I just want you to know that you deserve the best love in this world. You deserve a love from someone who respects your liberation, who considers your moves, and who appreciates your amazing mind&thought ((as long as you do not a harmful thing!!)

With so much love,
-Wz.

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