Sometimes we meet someone who really makes us feel right about ourselves. Maybe that is what is referred to as ‘true’ love. Maybe it was our perpetual search for this ever elusive ‘true love’. Maybe it was just our own conceit that made us feel that way, in which case, kudos to them to have triggered that. So when this person does not understand why we get so worked up with them, why we love them so much and why want to be with them always, we end up heart broken.
Yet, when we are on the other end of the equation, we just cannot comprehend how ludicrous the thoughts of this person who seems to be consummately enamored by us. We might find it overwhelming and even suffocating. Why do we not attempt to understand them or feel for them? What is this? Law of average or karma or just an all prevailing stupidity that some people call, “letting go and waiting for the right one?”
This was just a rhetorical question to myself. In case, you feel compelled to answer this or explain this to me, please do not. As you would understand, these are things that can never be explained by one person to another. Feel free to leave any other comments (e.g. I am the closest thing you have found to the orifice that lies between the posterior part of a human’s legs), I would be glad to read them.