This happens for the hundredth time in my life. A friend of mine feels in love. Suddenly, everything else in her life slowly slithers out of her consciousness except for this feeling - this person.
Tiresome is what it is. I could tell her this is an echo of every relationship she has ever had, a predictive pattern of pain (undoubtedly recognised more by herself than anyone else), and yet it wouldn't change the course of events. I could tell her she is pathetic not knowing the difference between feeling and falling and criticise her thoughtlessness and total lack of reason, all to no avail. Because she is conquered by an emotion strong enough to overpower rationality. Imagining my opinions to be more important is naïve even for me.
I might be suffering from sleep deprivation or cynicism, but I also might truly resent her just a tad bit for repeatedly leaving me like this and expect me to always forgive her.
This is where I stand right now. And it's just too tiresome.
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