I could lose my pride, my reputation and my stature but I fear I will lose everything if I lose my compassion.
This isnt something I place on my top shelf and save for special occasions. Like those boxers that dont have the Mr Price tag on them.
Love is like that sometimes. That pair of jeans that you never wash because youre so scared that the day you want it you cant wear it.
Other times its like that top you see in the store window. Perfect, but not your size.
And sometimes Love is best explained with this textile parable...
هُنَّ لِبَاسٌ لَّكُمْ وَأَنتُمْ لِبَاسٌ لَّهُنَّ
But i'm not strong enough to realise those words just yet. I dont doubt them. I just dont feel its meant for me right now
Its not about searching for happiness, or acceptance... or even for someone to share your life with. I dont want to search, I dont want to look. You search for keys, clothes, and a place that makes a good strawberry milkshake. You dont search for Happiness. Because Happiness is not out there. Its within.
This makes sense to me.
This isnt something I place on my top shelf and save for special occasions. Like those boxers that dont have the Mr Price tag on them.
Love is like that sometimes. That pair of jeans that you never wash because youre so scared that the day you want it you cant wear it.
Other times its like that top you see in the store window. Perfect, but not your size.
And sometimes Love is best explained with this textile parable...
هُنَّ لِبَاسٌ لَّكُمْ وَأَنتُمْ لِبَاسٌ لَّهُنَّ
But i'm not strong enough to realise those words just yet. I dont doubt them. I just dont feel its meant for me right now
Its not about searching for happiness, or acceptance... or even for someone to share your life with. I dont want to search, I dont want to look. You search for keys, clothes, and a place that makes a good strawberry milkshake. You dont search for Happiness. Because Happiness is not out there. Its within.
This makes sense to me.