that after all we’ve been through
We are strangers again.
“We have all hurt someone tremendously, whether by intent or accident. We have all loved someone tremendously, whether by intent or accident. It is an intrinsic human trait, and a deep responsibility, I think, to be an organ and a blade. But, learning to forgive ourselves and others because we have not chosen wisely is what makes us most human. We make horrible mistakes. It’s how we learn. We breathe love. It’s how we learn. And it is inevitable.”
—Nayyirah Waheed
Stranger, hi. I cannot recognise you anymore. I am detached, so repelled by you that I cannot see you any more. What was I doing with you? Why could not see what now makes me run away from you? Why was I blind not to see you were hiding from your own mistakes, you were lying to all of us for your own pleasure? You were alive inside cause my energy was so strong for you to resist. You were desperate for someone to save you, to show you what you wouldn’t have achieved before. Or could that be another white lie? Oh, stranger, I am still so sad for feeling sorry for you.
|this photograph is not mine, I share it cause it reflects one of my happiest childhood fantasies, to swing under no gravity and touch the sky with my little hands|
nassia kapa 