In this enigmatic world where intentions remain concealed, people find themselves tricked and bewildered, compelled to yield. For truth resides not in explicit words, but in actions lost, a web of deception woven, at quite a cost and things aren't always said plainly, which can lead to confusion and trickery. Similar to the fundamental rule of a course I took in college: "never assume unless otherwise stated."
I always do the math, I tread with caution, never risking in vain. Calculations made in mind and hands, devoid of wanton strain. I never believe empty promises, and I never put a value on deeds or efforts unless someone explicitly tells me to. I never risk something I know won't pay off. Yet, amidst this labyrinth of deceit, I made a choice to believe in him. I opted to believe him in this treacherous environment. I trusted his unspoken words, his actions' voice. I dared to face uncertainty, embracing the unknown, For the chance of deceit may be high, but trust had to be sown. In a world where certainty falters, I dared to challenge certainty. Believing in his unexpressed truths, I forged a daring path, embracing the light, the challenge of comprehending the inexplicable, even when faced with perplexing actions and the absence of explicit words. I take the arduous route, choosing faith and unwavering determination, in lieu of the deceptive allure that surrounds me. For, despite the treacherous odds, my heart dares to anchor itself to his unspoken language, ever yearning for the clarity my soul craves.
I have been always prided myself in being no rush for love
Simply maybe because I thought I was fully living happy and contented life just by being alone, not needing a man who will complete those some missing puzzles like how some girls put on.
Pessimistic it may be, but I only saw a man in your life as a reason for the tears, heart broken and worst even distrust.
And I believe I am better off of everything like that.
I don't have the time to hide puffing eyes if ever.
No time to mend heart being crushed to pieces.
Simply no time for drama, nursing hang-over for being left at or as nasty as to think it is being cheated for.
But I think I have another thing to think of, cause perhaps that's how I saw things before surely because I am not lucky enough to met earlier whoever can make myself believe otherwise for when my eyes laid on him everything I believe in being love and no rush for it all crumbled down to bits even though it's against my heart's will.