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Saturday, January 30, 2010

true friend.

When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.

henri nouwen

i gotta let you go.

i can't be selfish here.
i gotta let you go.
i can't bear to let you see me like this.
it's going to be frequent.
it's going to be forever.
i wish i could spent my whole life with you.
i wish that i could give you everything i have.
but i also know that your heart belongs to someone else.
i don't know what to say.
i don' know how to react.
should i just ignore this and treat it as though i didn't hear that?
i love you and i want you.
but i probably can't.
this is no going to be like any fairy tales.
there won't be a live happily ever after for us.
all it's going to have are heartaches and pains.
the beauty will end up with the prince charming.
sleeping beauty will have someone to wake her up from the sleep.
but it's not me.
don't love me because you pity me.
don't love me because i need it.


LOVE ME BECAUSE YOU MEANT IT.