How ironic. They’re all chasing my attention, while my eyes stay fixed on you

And yet, as you said, love? How foolish

 

“?Why do you think he said it was so foolish”

“Maybe because I said it first”

“?You did”

“Yeah. Before I ever asked for anything from him, before I even understood what I was walking toward, I was the one who told him love was foolish”

“So it makes sense. It came back to you. People often return the things they heard from us, and throw them back at us before we’re ready”

“?Then why are you still thinking about him”

“Because some people aren’t meant to be merely loved or forgotten. Some of them come into your life to wake up something inside you — something you were too afraid to look at yourself”

“?And you? Were you afraid of waking up”

“.No. I was afraid that I’d wake up and still not be enough. see? I'm still not”

Limoo Torsh