As I write this I’m in guilt. I’ve had a toxic relationship with my blog and this has been tormenting my soul when I think of the days we fell in love, the happy moments we had, the sweet warm hugs we’d share in the twilight of day and hold hands as we walk home through the dark rainy nights. Just like young first-time lovers… I know you have a reminiscence of your first love but nothing last forever. Were here now in the dark of night starring at each other like we’ve never made love before just imagine the fake-ness of life. Life is skewed with uncertainty so by fate we’re here now. Writing by all means is the greatest from of love imagine the liberty to express your self uninterrupted, just imagine ain’t that better than your current relationship? But because you haven’t gathered the courage to face your reality you definitely have to disagree.
I’m still thinking about the times I would passionately defend my ideologies heartedly to the end. There comes a time when you’re no longer devoted to defend baseless accusation, that’s what the art of writing has taught me. Life is a blank slate so you do not have to answer back to tantrums, there are times when necessity dictates silence. The ideology of writing is just a pure art of love, learning to express yourself and learning to love your articulate concepts and how you relate with them. Sentiments are essential in any from of love but one thing that has been different is that writing does not have an aspect of consent, the only consent that matters is yours.
The greatest part of a writer’s time is spent in reading, in order to write; a man will turn over half a library to make one book.” “No man but a blockhead ever wrote, except for money.”
Fast forward to 2015 and about half a decade ago. If anyone asked me what my greatest fear is I would naively say it’s falling in love. Consequently, lessons have to be learned and this makes factual to love is to risk but if you won’t take the fall who knows? Lose the idea that you are only worthy (of love) at your best and silence the voice that says you have to ‘wait’ until everything is perfect (for the love to feel good). You are just as worthy of love when you are at your lowest and your absolute worst. Our worth is not dependent on the circumstances of your life. Even when you feel unworthy, trust me you are worthy. No one should fool you otherwise.