if a heart is bleeding because of a stab wound from a previous life, and if we have shown our scars to some in hopes of them loving us even though we are flawed… and if some of them left us with new wounds instead. And what if we made new mistakes and forgave ourselves and held our own hands…
What if we are just big body humans but feel very little on the inside… and what if the world seems too big to get lost in… what if we sometimes don’t want to be responsible for our happiness… And we just want to be told what will happen tomorrow. Reassured… And will the world pause just for a bit for us to catch our breathes… will someone else run on our behalf to make us catch up with life? what if we are behind… way behind… slow-paced humans with a heart never shrinking cracked and flawed humans…
convosfromwithin 