Quiet Needs

It’s easy enough to ask for someone’s hand in mine. It’s easy for me. I speak what’s in my mind and in my heart. I always believe that speaking the truth about my feelings matters more than keeping them secret.

But when people stop hearing my truth and act in opposition to it, it affects me. It’s difficult to keep repeating truth. You see, every second, it alters a bit. Feelings sour. Or they ripen. It can move either way.

But I have also learnt that I need to live each day as it comes. Take the dinner and the pizzas. Eat them. Have fun at a restaurant. Things may go wrong. The dessert may not be perfect. There could be a many small things that fall out of place. But I know the truth is nothing is ever so bad that I won’t be able to come out of it.

I may get or cook a better dessert later today. And the memory of disappointment will fade. I may not get my hand held and I may feel dejected. But there will come a time when I won’t need to ask again. I will feel validated. But the best part is knowing that I will. Nothing is permanent. Not the good. Not the bad. It’s all a merry-go-around. I just bide myself through the bad and smile through the good.

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