I am happy.
There is pain in knowing another person
and locking souls together
as much as there is home-comfort
in finding that this person understands every smile and every tear
every move and every fear.
What we see, is what we are.
At times this scares us and sets us apart.
A lot of times.
I have made you a bowl of soup.
Please, it's for you.
It is not much, it is not fancy;
but it's stirred in the best way I know,
with the last of the best spices I own.
Please, it is yours.
I will make more tomorrow,
and again the day after,
and again for all the days after.
Each time, each bowl will be the best,
There are things that you get to prepare yourself for;
practicing some new skills,
perfecting a move,
broadening knowledge on a particular interest.
Speaking of particular interests;
there are some things, on the other hand,
that simply do not wait for you to prepare.
These things, they come like a sudden gush of wind,
like a distant flash of lightning,
like a silent drop of rain.
I happened to be not only unprepared,
but unaware when it happened.
Looking back, it might have even been a state of denial.
But it happened nonetheless.
Alas, Love of great height and terrible distance does not bode well
with being denied for too long.
Any willful attempt of taking over the Heart ends up being a measly one.
And so there and here,
then and now I've been,
Di tengah cerita.
"...Hunter and hunted meet and love each other. According to the laws of nature, one should destroy each other, but in love there is neither good nor evil, there is neither construction nor deatruction, there is merely movement. And love changes the laws of nature."