There are many different people in the world, each having their own thoughts, their own ways of doing things. They think separately, some having almost the same thinking, almost. They live side by side, giving their thoughts, their insights, all different. The way they live is also different, the way they hang out, the way they move. Things like hang outs are usually the norm for many people, and also the time, the time they hang out, and where usually can be connected. But in that one table, still, all think different.
Then there comes relationships, I don’t know what relationships are or are supposed to be. 2 people with different ideas, are together because of love, necessity, or etc. There will be times when those ideas don’t coincide with each other, and either one or both people will be hurt. Sometimes it’s by misunderstanding, sometimes just the plain old different perspectives. I don’t know. We try as we might to make the other understand, but we just can’t. They try as they might to make the other understand, but they just can’t. This is when people argue i think.
She would give everything for me, but I, wouldn’t. I would think of what it is, and what are the consequences in the long run. That’s who I am. I don’t know myself whether I can change that fact about me, it may be a success, it may be a failure. Try and try as I may, I go back to that same line of thought. There are things which I can’t change no matter whether she ask me to stop. I would tone it down if I deem it important. And it is, that is, cause friendship means alot to me. They keep me sane, they keep me up on my feet, they’ve been with me for so long that I don’t want to lose them.
I’m not saying that she can’t, she does all that too. She’s the best. But, you know, I know my friends enough to know that they will always go out late. Those are the usual times I get to see them, and keep in contact. And I just can’t stop going out with them at night. If I think about it, if I stop going out with them at night, I would likely STOP going out with them, I can’t imagine a time where we went out like that in the afternoon. Try as I may to make her understand that, I couldn’t. She would you know, stop doing things if I tell her to stop or tone down. But I can’t, for somethings I just can’t stop. And I don’t understand why she would ask me to, cause I wouldn’t ask her to. Cause I know what friendship means to me, and then I just gauge the importance with how important it is to me.
I don’t know. Forget it. Typing won’t help, maybe thinking on the bed would. I’ve already hurt her so many times already, has she hurt me too? Yes, she has. But I don’t dwell on it, cause I don’t want to hurt her. See the funny predicament? Good bye.
mikalionheart
