In my life interesting things happen, a lot. Partly because i did cause them myself. What a waste of time it would be for keeping life boring. Everything that has and will happen, i consider it in the nature of experience. It is the best teacher after all. What people say to you, will be their opinion not yours. So i say go ahead and live.
My girlfriend ran away yesterday. I spent the whole day trying to find her. She found me.
In my mind was her well being, anything to keep her safe. In the process i realized my attempt of protection was overcrowding her. I will make her happy at all costs. This was my promise to her. Playing the part of another pawn, but in fact i was a key player in the game. I felt calmed in seeing her relief, but guilty as well. I decided i was taking part in this game of cat and mouse that involved plenty.
In this morning i found myself taking her in my arms again. Protecting her and hiding her from the arms of those who were searching. Then i knew i was wrong. What i was doing, nothing was good was going to come out of it. But the thrill of being on the run. With chasing goons behind your back, holding the hand of someone you love. It felt absolutely unreal.
I took her home. I hoping it was the right way. Seeing her in the arms of her loving parents. I felt like i was the cause. I was the cause. She ran in anger from her parents, and i was the cause of that conflict. I felt as if i torn a family.
The opposite happened, we were allowed to be together. Good things happens to those who are righteous. After viewing a brief moment of affection with her and her parents, i went home.
And everything ended like any other day.. On the bus, iPod blasting music, ciggarete in hand. All the same, but always new.
My girlfriend ran away yesterday. I spent the whole day trying to find her. She found me.
In my mind was her well being, anything to keep her safe. In the process i realized my attempt of protection was overcrowding her. I will make her happy at all costs. This was my promise to her. Playing the part of another pawn, but in fact i was a key player in the game. I felt calmed in seeing her relief, but guilty as well. I decided i was taking part in this game of cat and mouse that involved plenty.
In this morning i found myself taking her in my arms again. Protecting her and hiding her from the arms of those who were searching. Then i knew i was wrong. What i was doing, nothing was good was going to come out of it. But the thrill of being on the run. With chasing goons behind your back, holding the hand of someone you love. It felt absolutely unreal.
I took her home. I hoping it was the right way. Seeing her in the arms of her loving parents. I felt like i was the cause. I was the cause. She ran in anger from her parents, and i was the cause of that conflict. I felt as if i torn a family.
The opposite happened, we were allowed to be together. Good things happens to those who are righteous. After viewing a brief moment of affection with her and her parents, i went home.
And everything ended like any other day.. On the bus, iPod blasting music, ciggarete in hand. All the same, but always new.
