There are three hundred and sixty six days when one can remember a moment. Perhaps the only reason people do not celebrate an anniversary every day is that life does not spread itself out that evenly...
What would you have me do? The secrets that others tell us wind around us like so many great grey coils; intangible chains that bind us at once both from speaking and breaking. A secret not yours is a burden you cannot choose to lose yourself.
Are the things we are willing to forgive in others only things we would be willing to forgive in ourselves? Is friendship about trust, or about truth? At what moment does one stop and decide that enough is enough? Where is that line drawn beyond which you do not care enough for another person to let them hurt you more than they hurt themselves? Is it possible to believe that the way a person treats others does not matter as long as you are treated well?
Is affection a substitute for worth?
How much must a person mean to you for you to forgive them the pain they have caused you?
Trust is an ineffable entity, non? Indefinable. You rarely realize how much you trust someone (or, dreadful thought, wish you could trust someone) until you're actually called upon to do so. When the need arises, what then? How do you choose what secrets you can place in the power of another mind? Whom will you trust enough to give the power to hurt you to?
Is trust the hope that the people who can hurt you will always choose to stay their hand? Is trust the belief that the person who has the power to break you will not do it? Is trust the handing over of that power?
And if it is, perhaps love is the knowledge that you will always forgive someone even if they do.
Here is the issue of trust again. Does seeing through someone's bullshit excuse the fact that the bullshit was present at all? Can you forgive someone for doubting your affection; for testing your trust? And even, even if you prove that your affection is true, doesn't the fact that the test was set at all mean that someone else failed it before it was taken?
But then, do I not push people just to see if they'll go? The trick is not to lie. The trick is not to push too hard. I know.
Some people, when pushed -
they will go.
What would you have me do? The secrets that others tell us wind around us like so many great grey coils; intangible chains that bind us at once both from speaking and breaking. A secret not yours is a burden you cannot choose to lose yourself.
Are the things we are willing to forgive in others only things we would be willing to forgive in ourselves? Is friendship about trust, or about truth? At what moment does one stop and decide that enough is enough? Where is that line drawn beyond which you do not care enough for another person to let them hurt you more than they hurt themselves? Is it possible to believe that the way a person treats others does not matter as long as you are treated well?
Is affection a substitute for worth?
How much must a person mean to you for you to forgive them the pain they have caused you?
Trust is an ineffable entity, non? Indefinable. You rarely realize how much you trust someone (or, dreadful thought, wish you could trust someone) until you're actually called upon to do so. When the need arises, what then? How do you choose what secrets you can place in the power of another mind? Whom will you trust enough to give the power to hurt you to?
Is trust the hope that the people who can hurt you will always choose to stay their hand? Is trust the belief that the person who has the power to break you will not do it? Is trust the handing over of that power?
And if it is, perhaps love is the knowledge that you will always forgive someone even if they do.
Here is the issue of trust again. Does seeing through someone's bullshit excuse the fact that the bullshit was present at all? Can you forgive someone for doubting your affection; for testing your trust? And even, even if you prove that your affection is true, doesn't the fact that the test was set at all mean that someone else failed it before it was taken?
But then, do I not push people just to see if they'll go? The trick is not to lie. The trick is not to push too hard. I know.
Some people, when pushed -
they will go.
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