Some boys like girls;
some girls like boys;
some boys like other boys;
some girls like other girls.
Acquaintances, friendships, intimacies...
Acquaintances, friendships, intimacies...
What matters is what is on the inside, the heart and the
feelings it creates. Sounds simple; makes sense. But is it? Not so much for this boy.
It is difficult to understand; difficult to understand
others; difficult to understand myself. People. What am I supposed to say? What
do I do? What is it supposed to be like? But maybe, there is no ‘supposed to be’.
Maybe it is my old brain complicating things. Shouldn’t those feelings that the
heart creates be good and simple? Good and simple don’t drain me; they don’t
exhaust me.
Trying to get out of the way of myself and around my own thoughts
can be a challenge. Is this part of human nature, or just my nature? Boys and
girls, friendships or more, I don’t think they should be complicated. I
understand struggles and challenges; I understand working hard for something
you want; but I don’t get complications of the simplest nature.
Health issues, disability challenges, financial stress, life
in general. These are the complications to worry about, the ones we cannot
necessarily control. Boys and girls and feelings from the heart… them not so
much.
Maybe I’m just a simple boy with too many fairy tale dreams.
I just don’t understand when simple feelings of the heart became replaced with surface
complications. When did we start to accept that something worthwhile was
something of hard labour?
The feelings between boys and girls and friendships and
more, and how we get along. These should be precious things, not complicated
ones.
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