I think in life I have always wanted one thing. Consistency.
Something continuous.
Something that stayed.
Something that lasted.
No matter how many difficulties, complexities and darkness.
You know I mean? Something that was so stubborn that just won't let go of you because you need it, because the universe wants it to be with you.
No things can go, this is not what I mean. Everything goes. It's supposed to, it's designed to. What I demand from life is that something stayed until it's job was done.
If a stranger came to teach me a lesson by talking to me about Nike shoes in the Bata Store on Mall Road, he also left. He said something, "You know that's the thing about life. It's just stubborn. It goes and goes. If you fall you pick yourself up, no one's going to do that for you.
And Nike shoes will help you catch up and run faster."
And then that stranger left. I've not seen him since. But I think about him a lot. He was cute. He was dressed well. Maybe he writes too.
I don't know where this is going.
I guess im talking about people. If someone's meant to stay, God damn it they will carve their name with blood in my skin and stay. But if someone is meant to go after 3 months, I will cry tears of the same blood for them but they won't. come. back.
It's just that thing about life that I hate. But you know, I contradict with myself. I think whatever happens, happens. Because if it didn't, maybe everything in our life was different. It's a scary thought. Imagine: A different school. A different childhood. Big house on the Upper East Side. Different friends. Different nicknames. Different problems.
And I am safe in my zone.
I am right where I'm supposed to be.
I just wish good things lasted longer.
