Thursday, January 22, 2015 | By: The Write Thing.

Last night's rant!

There he was. Lying, hiding, deceiving and crying. He had his ways, I guess. You know how they say that if he's returned is probably because his new option failed miserably.

People have a way of making you priority and just walking out because of a new excitement in their lives. You're never important to others unless all their other options have ditched them to misery.

Loneliness lets you see through people. You see yourself in people and others you dislike when the only person who matters shows those very same characteristics.

Silence teaches you to listen. Quietly listen what's really happening. How truth can reveal itself in people's weakest moments is what you learn in deepest silence.

Slumber shows you your fears and wishes. You understand how you really look at your version of the truth when you dream. Jealousy, grief, deception, guilt, secret desires, regret are so visibly obvious in your dreams, you lose faith in everything you ever fought for.

These are the only reasons that make people cry. The strongest of men breakdown when such emotions take over.

There he was lying and deceiving. There is something about a woman's instinct which just tells you exactly what's going on without having to know information. Fears exaggerate them to an extent.

In all that's complicated, you can guess what triggered those tears but for the life of God, you'll never guess why he really wept. You cry when your priority leaves and you cry more when your backup leaves you. We love the sympathy we get after we've exhausted our last options.

Tears tear you apart, bring you down and you fall to pits. How do you forgive those who deceive. Do you blindly let people in for how they're treating you now? Do you live in the moment to such an extent that you jeopardize everything else you've believed in?

Did crying ever solve anything other than raise the threshold of acceptance?
Is acceptance the only solution we survive on? No wonder it's a tough world!

People change and you accept.
You accept or you leave!
You're in shatters but he got away with it, just like he did with every other girl, every other girl!

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