Obsession Repression Depression

Scented Candles

Young relationships are like scented candles

They're sorta heavy, and each have a certain smell to them. Some smell good, while others are a bit ..bland or somewhat intriguing to you. You choose to go with the nicely scented one, since of course , that's your preference. You take a lighter, set the flame, and the time starts. At first you love it. Love the slight warmth you feel when you raise your hands to the emanating light, the sweet sugary smell wafting around you. It's aroma making you feel fuzzy, overtime allowing you to favor it.

The days go by and..it starts melting away. Starts going watery, the sweet scent now being overpowered with a more chemically wax. The clouds start shuffling aside and now the sun is beaming down through your glass windows. The heat, makes your seemingly "favorite" candle melt at a faster rate.

Now, now it's your decision. You have a choice to either: throw it away and wait until the time's right for you to purchase another. "Save it" and store it someplace where you abandon it until it's time for you to completely forget about it since you've already made a few new purchases to replace it. And lastly to keep the weak fire throbbing. Running with all the stamina it has left before it burns all the way through the burnt wick, knowing that the candle was worth its pay....and THEN make another purchase..OR, be content and wish for no additional candles and use a flashlight.

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Sorry, I've been feeling unmotivated. A lot of shitty shit happened that I found out and I've just been feeling..just unmotivated that's all I can say. I'm back now, and I feel slightly rejuvenated, so this is a gift to you. Bye lovely, hope you breathe fine and keep your head up beautiful/handsome.