Moments Of Thoughts

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As I sit here with a heavy heart, the recurring question echoes in my mind: Why is it always me who has to understand everyone else and think about things from their pov too but not the other way around? Relationships are a delicate dance, and I have always been the one to step forward, trying to bridge the gaps, and save the bonds we share. It's not that I mind being the empathetic one, but there are moments when I yearn for someone to reciprocate that understanding, to truly grasp the depth of my emotions.

I've invested so much in maintaining connections, be it with friends, family or relatives. I've spent countless hours listening, supporting, and trying to comprehend the complexities of others' lives. And yet, there are times when I feel an overwhelming sense of isolation, as if my efforts go unnoticed or unappreciated.

In the depths of my soul, I crave someone who sees me for who I am, who recognizes the effort I put into keeping our relationship alive. I want someone who not only listens but also actively tries to comprehend my feelings, my desires, and my fears. Someone who, in their actions, shows that they are willing to hold on and never let me go, no matter how difficult things may become.

It's not about expecting perfection or a flawless understanding of my being; rather, it's about having a person who genuinely tries to know me better, who shows a genuine interest in what I have to say and feel. Someone who doesn't let misunderstandings or disagreements drive us apart, but instead, takes the time to communicate and resolve conflicts together.

In this intricate web of relationships, I recognize that vulnerability is a two-way street. It's not easy to open up and show our true selves, but I yearn for a person who is willing to traverse this journey with me, hand in hand. Together, we can forge a bond built on mutual understanding, empathy, and a shared commitment to each other's happiness.

Until then, I'll continue to cherish the connections I have, even if it means carrying the burden of understanding more often than not. But deep within, there remains a glimmer of hope, a longing for that special someone who will meet me halfway, who will understand me and try as hard as I do to keep the flames of our relationship burning brightly.

Sree