Sunday, September 12, 2010

i called this, "letter to a friend"

March 3, 2006:

To the friend.
Why do we continue on like this? Playing such a stupid, feckless game. Acting like little kids, ignorant and myopic of their actions. Why do we continue on like this? We know much better, we've grown together. We may have split, but our roots are still the same. You are no different than me, nor am i any different than you. Therefore, why do we play such a childish, unnecessary game. We're both old enough to act upon our own actions, whether its mistakes that we committ, or achievements we overcome. Regardless, we are old enough to embrace them and work upon them. I may see myself as the victim, and you may see yourself as the victim. But in the end, we are both the criminals and the victims, we both provoked us to be hurt. Listen. i cannot act upon such high standards of pride. Needless to add, Pride is one of the seven capital sins, nevertheless Jesus wouldnt do what i've done. I've been there, where you are at; I've carried the pain you are embracing. The message that i am trying to convey may be of forgivness, and if not then its trully of sympathy. Im not asking for much, nor am i asking for anything. You may have heard the story that would benefit you the most, while i will have my own story to tell. What is true, you nor I will ever know. What is false, is what we're living upon. I cannot say to forget it all, and live like nothing ever happened. All i am proposing is, to put our grudges aside, and instead of being enemies, why not become allies and face the real enemy. It doesnt matter, your over there, while I am over here. I see you roaming the halls every single day. And every single day, i wonder. What i wonder about, i will never comprehend. But what i do understand, is the common cord that ties us together, the tenuous rope. Yet both of our Egos are pulling oppossite sides, instead of tieing it together. But why you may ask? Well we were good friends and hitherto lately its been a rough time. Ups and downs without a doubt. First and foremost, my feelings are my feelings; do not try to take control of them, and make them your own. Nonetheless, its not I who have been saying anything, its you have been provoking people who have infered such opinion about you. Then, why freakn blame it on someone else for your own faults. Whatever. Let it be, what has already become-now, must we let it grow?

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