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Posted: Sep 26, 2004 Sun 07:52 am     Views: 21   

i have come to relize, that as humans beings, as normal people with a heart, a mind of our own, and free will; we are still weak when it comes being alone.

Man or woman, girl oor boy, no matter how strong we appear to those of who look up .... to find thier strength in us. We are alone and scared just as they are.

An encounter of a certain friend, during a very long night, that seemed would never end. Wanting it to not end, but then praying it would.

He began to shrink in the darkness that shoved him out of the light. He began to forget what was around him, wanting to he said, telling me to forget him .... that he didnt exist. But yet he told me, and did not let me go even though he insisted on this disappearance.

His eyes and ears sealed.... only his mouth moved with words that he could not even hear. He didnt need anyone, didnt expect anything from anyone, He was the man..... yet he asked me stay, when his eyes met mine.

40 feet high.... the wind cooling , the biting of our flesh, the smoke we inhaled hoping to fall off. The world stood quiet, the moon shinned, if he existed (god) where was he, to fix this! to help .... promises.

As if the moon and the stars werent enough for us..... then he showed us.... lost souls. He turned off the worldly needs, forced us to see the light in the darkness of the city.... to feel his presence in the emptness we let fill with our minds.

As day light came... my friend came to me. Ashamed and seeking forgivness..... words of relization.

He had asked me he would understand if i may not want to befriend him. I hushed him... in disbelief. Just thankful that he was unsealed, from the dark.

Those of us who say we dont expect anything, from certain people in our lives that we keep no matter what, always do and always will. Silence you may want.... but expectations no matter what they are is what allows us to feel , to love, to trust and understand. To not be or feel alone..... at the end of the day or night.

It makes us who we are as humans, people... friends and not just for ourselves, but for those who say they dont expcet because they dont want to.... yet they do.


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