A person’s heart is unpredictable when it
comes to feelings. It becomes predictable when you show it out of its shell. This
is the words from a loon. Say it’s not a loon but just some guy with a dark
past. He walked past me and mumbles some words, by then he tripped beside me as
I walked the opposite. Such fate was to be earned in such unpredictable manner,
and so I helped him stand just so that I feel good to care. Out of curiosity he
said, why did I ever help him whereas no other soul would reach out for him? I didn’t
answer him and he gave me these words. It was awkward but all seems well. He stood
and walked away and mumbles more words. Am I that predictable to start with or just
that I’m too scared to open up my feelings. This is something I must find out
soon, as my age doesn’t counts to be younger than now.
Freed
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