Nebulosity

Because I hate things like that. Crying without meaning to, smiling all of a sudden, expecting things I know in my heart, I shouldn’t.

And it’s not like you have forced it on me—to be these things. I may not be known for my self-control, but I do have my pride, which has kept me company all these years.

But why now, why at this point in my life? When I have firmly established my comfort zones. You have me checking my phone unnecessarily, anticipating when you’ll go online. That’s not the person I want to be. Not anymore, at least that’s what all these years of being alone have trained me for.

Oh but to encourage these emotions, (I feel) is as reckless as seeking the eye of the storm. What am I to do now, when it looks like I have to give up everything?

(Disclaimer: I don't own this pix, or SHS, though I wish I did. Credit to http://shinwashi.blogspot.com/, one of my fave blogs out there.)