"he is a good guy.. he's a very good person person.. i like him.. i spoke to him.. and i know that he's a good one.. i'm happy for you, baby..", she told me this.. she kept on telling this to me whenever i doubted myself.. doubted about the 'company'..
there were a few startling revealations.. startling, i say, because, i never really saw them coming out in the broad daylight(metaphoriacally).. but they did anyway.. they did as if they were meant to be.. and the days following those, were like a dream.. a constant company.. no explanations to anyone.. no questions asked.. no answers sought.. no curious eyes following around.. it was as if the most natural and obvious things to be around..
or was it?
or was it only me that found all these a bit too "obvious" for the people around to be so oblivious to it?
dont get me wrong here.. im not opposing this (sic), per se.. im not avoiding it either.. i never avoided it even then.. never had any inclinations for that either.. but i cant halp but be sceptic.. cynical even, to some extent.. because, howsoever obvious it may be, howsoever natural-a-happening it may seem for others (concerned, or otherwise) around, it still scares me.. blame it on my scars from the previous rubbings.. sadly though, they had been far deeper than most.. and they dun heal.. at least, they havent yet.. not completely.. and thats where the cynicism creeps in.. thats where the being sceptic comes to the fore..
more than getting hurt (by someone's accord) or hurting myself(by being blindly foolish), im scared to hurt the good person that he is.. im pertrified to scar the nice person that he has been to me.. always and throughout.. till now.. i'm scared to lose a perfectly beautiful happy-place-moment of me..
or maybe i wont.. i wont really lose it at all.. maybe, im being really sceptic here.. stringent even, may be..
i know he is good.. he has been good.. ALWAYS.. even more that just good.. but is it too good to be true? and thats where i go back more steps than i can take forward.. im scared.. scared because i cant see what lies ahead..
and im scared to go down a path where i cant see where my next footing is going to be..
so she tells me, "you don't know.. you won't know, unless you take that step.. take a leap of faith.. you gotta have a little faith, baby..".
so, am i supposed to take that leap of faith?
can i believe that you'll be there to hold me when i fall, if i fall?
are you really meant for that leap of faith?
can i even let myself go along with the flow of the "we"?
or will i be hurt again, such that i never get up ever?
so, tell me..
am I?
are You?
will You?
should WE?
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