Dear Somebody!

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In this life, people are going to take advantage of your heart, they're going to ride on it, break it, smash it and drag it all over the floor and you'd still forgive them, even when they don't ask it. 

While you still ache of the hurts, you reach out to them, bleeding, heavy and feeling wronged. 

People will leave you to build all the bridges in relationships because they've seen how your heart needs to connect and feel in order to survive unlike them, who hardly care what happens. 

You'll say sorry even when you're wronged. You say sorry not because you're truly sorry because you never did anything to be sorry about, but to teach, through condemning yourself, the other party the act of accepting responsibility and that in that word lies a soothing power that can blur away even the deadliest of wrongs. 

You'll say sorry for peace to reign, to placate people and to be able to move on with your life without that rancor, living and not speaking to each other or that bitterness that exists between two people that drains you totally. 

You'll be hurt

You'll say sorry

You'll ask for forgiveness 

You'll condemn yourself

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You'll love again and again with a worn tattered heart not because you're a weakling or afraid of being alone but because without your emotions, you'd be like every other person, bland and unfeeling. Because without your emotions, this world would be a room full of rancor and bitterness, hatred and snobs. 

You're salt

You're light

You keep the earth in balance 

You're me

You're every other person out there like this. 

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Dear Emotional Person, 

You're not a weakling even though you cry over hurts, you're in fact stronger than most persons because in accepting your wrong and making atonements lies great strength and even greater strength and brevity of mind in saying sorry for others. 

A time will come when you have to stand your ground and say no, you'd know when that time comes, even the heavens will know and you'll do what's right. 

For now, you're me; loving, hurting, forgiving, smiling. And making the world go round.

Sometimes, we try to convince ourselves that we're  younger than our actual ages, so we never think of our age and we even try to forget the real age. And when another year wounds up and another birthday is approaching, we're sunk into depression on the anticipation of that brutal reminder. 

Sometimes we try to convince ourselves that we're not struggling, so we wear our best cloths, hang out with friends, take pictures in exotic places and splash it all over social media so that maybe, we can, even for a moment, forget the real life that awaits us. 

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Sometimes we try to convince ourselves that we're not so lonely and alone and that our relationships are not so terrible, so we grab any little chance we can with people, hugging and saying 'I love you too', but at nights, we cry and wet our pillows, praying that the day may come fast. 

Sometimes, we try to convince ourselves that we're not so depressed, nor sad and given to failures, so we write and write, funny things. We write about sex and the frivolities of life, post it on social media, hoping to escape the sadness that claws at our souls in all the comments and smileys. 

Sometimes we're just here, ourselves, trying not to look like the life we live, trying to be better and not be overcome by the weight of the moment.