flying away

29.11.2025

S: There is this poem. It goes something like the ones that used to run towards us, now they fly away. It is true.

A: True in what sense?

S: There were those that I loved. I used to look forward to seeing them. Every time I looked at them I felt happiness inside. Seeing them smile made me feel joy. I would hang on their words and want to be with them forever.

A: And now?

S: I do not look at them. I avoid them. I run away from them. I do not want to hear their voices or know about them.

A: Why?

S: They judged me. I judge them for it. And above everything else, I cannot forgive them for not returning my love when they knew how much I cared about them. I can’t forgive them for pretending to care about me when they didn’t.

A: How do you know that?

S: Because the ones that care for me will make any excuse to be with me. Friends or lovers. They will remove every obstacle instead of putting them up. They want every opportunity to see me. They get as much of me as they can. That is what it means to care for someone. Not some fake pretence of niceness.

A: You hold a grudge against the fake? They are not worth it. This place is full of fakes. Because in their heart there is no love. You that know this, accept it.

S: I am a worshipper of love. The hope and belief in love is something that I cannot lose.