Musings

8(b). Choices.

"Reality", I say, in disbelief.

"Hey you.", he smiled.
I blush a little. He always gets to me, Reality. (I'm so hilarious.)

"I know you love me and all, girl, but we need to talk. This is lunacy. Are you sure you want to put yourself through this again? Are you sure you want to try this? Do you want to take the plunge? The shores may be boring, but they're safe.", he looks at me, concerned.

I feel a sense of calm take over me.

The demons fade away into the background.

Reality takes a quick breath. His eyes widen. I can feel him squirm. He breathes;
"Nature."

I smile.
I recall a little something -

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"The daughter of Reality and Nature - the Self.
She keeps them together or
She makes them fall apart.

Reality and Nature.
They were meant to be -
Soulmates. Lovers. Best friends.

They were one idea with two minds.
They were the missing piece to each other's hearts.
Society came and ripped them apart.

Reality changed.
Nature remained.

They couldn't have stayed the same.

Reality yelled.
He was cynical.
He was emotionally dead.

Nature pleaded.
She was persistent.
She was hoping for the both of them.

The Self watched.
She watched her pillars fall apart.
Her reality and her nature, once together,
Broke each other's hearts.

Reality said,
'You'll never understand.
You'll just keep hoping.
Can't you see? -
This society's not for the likes
Of you and me.
They'll keep pestering,
They'll keep watching,
Till they drive a nail through our hearts.'

Nature begged,
'Stay, Reality,
Please don't go.
You and I are meant to be.
Their words won't sting if you're with me.'

Reality smiled a sad smile.
He kissed her,
One last time.

Then he decided;
Without nature,

Never to hope,
Never to care,
Never to trust.
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Nature smiled.

She said, "Reality, Love might be an alien concept for you and me, but for Alessia it is very real. She needs to have faith. I haven't stopped caring for you. And I never will. Furthermore, this isn't our story. This is hers.

She can hope.
She can care.
She can trust.

After all, she is my daughter too.
Maybe then you will do the same."

Reality stuttered.
She still had the same effect on him. He muttered, "Fine. Alessia. Do whatever you want. I'm not going to come in your way. I might even help."
He took one last look at Nature and he slipped away, taking the demons along with him.

Nature smiled at me.
She said, "You've given us a chance by deciding to take a chance. Please, don't lose control easily. And stay strong."
She caressed my cheek.

And she was gone. But she remained in me, a reminder of the choice I was making.

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1:00
I wrote, adding to my poem.
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I feel this eventuality it my spirit;
Or my heart is stubborn, I do not know;
How I think so I do not know;

That some day,
I will be able to hope.
I will be able to care.
I will be able to trust.
Without fear.

And
That you will hope.
You will care.
You will trust.
Without fear.

And
Reality will smile.
He will caress my cheek.
He will say -

"You have taught me to hope.
You have taught me to care.
You have taught me to trust.
You have taught me how to live again."

Such is Love.
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And I smiled.

Warrior.