Chapter Fifty-Five: Elephant
An elephant is big.
An elephant is gray.
An elephant can’t jump.
An elephant is huge. But an elephant is afraid of a mouse.
No matter how big our attitudes are towards life, no matter how big our personas or egos, no matter how big our brain is or how big a picture we paint a world, we will all always be afraid of a tiny matter in life that will eventually resurface and plague us. The plague.
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And to you, I hope you read this. I speak about this from the most sincerest of a friend’s view but don’t apologize to me, apologize to yourself. Why do you waste your time, effort, sincerity for the sake of one who sticks you up in the end, why do such things when you have other more worthwhile things in your life to pursue.
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Man is wholly fallible. Our third eye is not the one that can see ghosts, spirits, apparations. It’s the eye that recognizes the fault in someone.
When in relationships, see this eye shuts off automatically. You turn a “blind eye” and all that was happy (note the use of was) blankets it.
Oh for the sake of yourself, please don’t give in to easily alright? Love you man
I guess you were right after all.
Hey, about what? I never seem to be right. haha!
haha about this post? When you wrote this I found it hard to swallow. But I guess you were right. Turning a blind eye isn’t helpful; you can avoid hurting her, but you’d still hurt the relationship, no?
Maybe it was different with her. But I guess I don’t have to worry about that anymore.
Happy new year by the way^^