How can I explain this incredible patience.
How can I explain myself.
Why can't I be pissed at him as I used to... but now I can just sit here and be calm, and just wish that he is not having too much of a hard time dealing with all this internal conflict within him that I know is still there.
It doesnt' matter what he said to me.
It doesn't matter what he does to show me.
To push me away, to try in futile to make me see he is not good enough.
Coz I see.
I can see in eyes. I could see through his tears into his heart. How much he wants to tell me he needs to be there always. How much he needs me to be there no matter what. Yet he knows, he is selfish in that sense.. and he cannot ask of me to do more than what I have already done.
Yet how can I not care.
How can I just walk away, just put down all that I have already done.
How can I just be like everybody else, when he is one thing but like everybody else to me.
>Do not give up when you
>Still have something to give
> Nothing is really over until the
>Moment you stop trying.
>It is a fragile thread that
>Binds us to each other.
He needs to know, there are just some things on this earth, that cling on, that lasts on, despite all our rushings and our walkings through life.
He needs to know, that these things closest to our hearts, are the things that we really live for. And as much as he wants to refuse the gift of a flower, in fear that he may cause it to wither.. he needs to find out, that's how humans survive as humans, that gifts of life is the most precious thing.
He needs to find the courage within him to open his hands and let such wonder be palpable.
And it is that moment when wears the flower in his heart that makes him whole.
But he needs to know.
And he can only find out through things he needs to do.
How can I not let him.
How can I, knowing what I know, not let him.
