in Quotes & Aphorisms (Giving up)
Part of me is afraid to get close to people because I'm afraid that they're going to leave.
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Part of me is afraid to get close to people because I'm afraid that they're going to leave.
He who abandons the field is beaten.
When you decide to leave and abandon someone, you must leave with your back facing them, you should try walking backwards, even with the fear of tripping, so that some obstacle on your course could make you slip and pause the insane, innatural and immediate urgency to run away; that's right, you should never leave with your back facing. Turning around is denying a reality that was, but no, you should keep your eyes firmly in the other's to expres inside the pain of the one who is being abandoned.
I've been tricked twice, but the second time was worse because I didn't know how to recognise the ambiguity of who I had next to me, hidden by a clear bourgeois respectability and a false uniqueness.
And when you take for granted that "it's there", you turn around to find it's gone.
The last ray of sun sets
and a silent hegemonic pain tells
The story of a sad, tired and shattered heart
Torn by the days and tears
While the mind full of thoughts
Distracted shows the frequent disappointments
That are confused on the rising of the dawn
That on the arrival of night they inexorably destroy
In that now foreign bed
In the company of your mad desire
The wretched night awakes
dreams and hopes that time takes off their rails
But as soon as a wound starts healing
A sour tear on the face quickly falls.
You understand people are special when you miss them, when with the thought of them a tear runs, when a song can bring back a thousand sweet and sour memories. When you try to forget uselessy, when that place isn't occupied by them, but somehow they'll always leave a memory where a tear will be born.
One day he said: "I'll never forget you, you're different from the others" than, silently, he left, maybe because he was like all the others.
I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will, which I now exert to leave you.
Had I but served my God with half the zeal. I served my king, he would not in mine age. Have left me naked to mine enemies.