Let the day pass by and carry only those things that are useful tomorrow . Hoarding includes people that are a burden to you emotionally.
It is like this.
I see that you have gone pessimistic
About this thing we call relationships.
All those ups and downs made you think it is all just tricks.
Relax dear girlfriend. Breathe. You can handle it.
For all you know he was just one old fool.
Letting you feel like this, he ought to know it too.
Surely he will be dragging his heavy heart,
Sick and regretting for what he did to you.
So let this day just pass by.
Let it all out, if you want then go cry.
But tomorrow forget about the pain.
Believe it when people say there is rainbow after the rain.
I hold your hand and you held back tightly . But then you looked away . Now all i am left with is this pain
You don’t want to be in that place or even anywhere near it. Everyone hates it. No one knows how to get out of it, how to survive it. Nobody even knows how one could end up there. It’s close to being in hell.
Or maybe that’s just an exaggeration on my end.
Ever heard of it? This Friendship Lagoon I am talking about? If you have, then good for you. If you are there or have been there , I’m sorry to hear about that, but by know you would understand what I am trying to say here. It is tough to be in a Friendship Lagoon.
It’s not really a lagoon nor is it even a place. It is a situation when two friends got all tied up with being just friends, but one of them , or even possible both of them, wants to reach out for more.
It is a situation when love between friends goes beyond friendship.
Would you risk your friendship? Would you risk everything that both of you had?
Apparently, if it is both who are in love with each other, it won’t be quite difficult. The only problem that you would be facing is if you could take the risk of moving your friendship up on another level. It is still a tough choice. What if it would not end well? Would you still have the same friendship that you had before? Would you still be as best friends that you once were?
If that is a tough choice, the worse it is if only one seems to be in love with the other. Or if the one does not see any signs that the other might be feeling the same way. Should I tell him? Should I keep it to myself? What if he does not feel the same way? But what if he does?
To assume is not even an option in this case. You can’t just assume that what the other is showing is love, more than a friendly love. You would not want to assume that the other would want you to be just a friend, because it’s just plain painful. You really don’t have much choice.
How can one be trapped in this nightmare? I can’t really tell you how. I, myself, am not sure. Love is a feeling – an awfully mysterious feeling.
Though one thing I have observed with this kind of situation – from friends and movies, or novels – one of the possible reasons that trap a person from this misery is too much familiarity. When both of you knows too much of the other, you get too comfortable and the other could consider you as a person who could never hurt them – a family. From there you are trapped. You got nowhere else to go.
Or maybe it’s just in the movies.
How to get out of it, you say? Two things, I believe: Keep it to yourself or take the risk. Well, it is not an assurance of a “happy ever after” ending, but it will surely take you out of that zone.
Being stuck in the Friendship Lagoon or Friend Zone, as others would call it, is as mysterious as the Bermuda Triangle. It exists, yet quite difficult to explain. There are explanations, but they are difficult to prove.
Have you been down this road? Have you ever been trapped in this Friend zone? Maybe you have. Maybe you haven’t. Either way, you wouldn’t really want to be on a Friendship Lagoon.
Explore. Take risks. Love
Three things, I believe, that would make one’s life worth living. In my opinion, we are created to live in a life that is longer than we can count. It’s just that we do things that makes our life shorter – or seems shorter.
Why I say people live a life that seems to be short? We tend to expect on so many things. We worry too much. We hope too much. These excessive thoughts and feelings occupy much of our time, thus making us enjoy less in what we have. We make things too complicated when it is supposedly so simple. We gather too much information when we need only so little. We prepare so much for tomorrow that we forget to gather on what we need today.
To explore means so many things. To travel. To discover new things – about yourself and things around you. Know more about what there is in this life that they call a jungle. Go out. You’ll know more about life once you step out of that doorstep. Step out beyond your comfort zone.
And that leads us to Taking Risks.
How could you explore if you are so afraid? How could you know more if you are scared of knowing? At times, we limit ourselves because we are too fearful. Afraid . Scared. Fearful. Why ? Why be scared when you are not sure of what the outcome would be? Are you not afraid that time would come and you would be asking yourself the “what ifs” questions? What if I tried this rather than shying away? What if I went after him rather than denying what I feel?
What you feel.
You get sad or frustrated because you got disappointed. You feel happy because you got a promotion. We can feel so many emotions, yet there is this one feeling that is so hard to explain: being in love.
To love is a wonderful but at times, a weird and senseless feeling. To be loved is the greatest feeling of all. Some still love even if hurt so many times. Some does not stop loving even if their hearts got broken and healed, and then broken again, by the same person. It is quite unexplainable at times. Others would say one should leave, but still that person stays because of love. There are no exact guidelines or rules as to when to leave and when to stay. Love is a feeling. You feel it and it could go away. But either way, it makes life more worth living.
Explore. Take risks. Love.
Three things I would recommend for us to experience. As the proverb says, “life is not measured on how long it was, but on how well it was lived.”
I’m here, just across you. I took a quick glance around. I look at you. Apparently, you don’t really notice me. Or maybe you do. It’s just that you just don’t really care of my existence. To you I am just some other girl who bumps into you every now and then.
For some reason, there was a time I thought you noticed me. I even thought you liked me. You were kind. You acted so sweet. We talked. Yes. If you have forgotten, there were a few times we had a couple of conversation. You even gave me a picture of you.
From then on, I knew we were going to be great friends. You said once I could give you a call, though I really never had your number.
I was really hoping we would be good friends, but then it all changed. Suddenly, you acted cold. You look at me like I’m a stranger. I can’t remember what I have done or said that made you distant yourself from me. I don’t really understand. It was unfair. For by the time you were pulling yourself away from me, I am drawn near to you by how I feel. It may sound stupid, but it’s true.
Now I am here, standing across this railing that separates us two. This metal bars that serves as a barrier from me touching you. As you stand on that pedestal I know you would see me. I hope you would remember me. I am not going to give up though. I may be just a girl, but I am your number one fan.
I really do not think you care much,
But for a friend you say, oh well you do suck .
Sorry for my language,
By now you should know
This is how I am when I am mad.
Well yes, I cover none of these flaws.
You go talking behind my back like you I don’t hear you at all.
How dare you smile at me when I come walking inside that door?
I am truly made of glass, clearly now you can see that.
I am transparent in all aspects,
You deserve none of my respect.