what do you do when you want nothing more than for someone you love to be happy, which is why you do everything they want to do, do everything they ask you to do, goof around with them, and are always calm and patient with them. what do you do when you do all these things, and they still aren't happy. what do you do when you don't know what else to do. confront them.
how long do you watch destructive pattern-based behavior, hoping they figure it out before they crash and burn, before you step in.
how long do you walk on eggshells, silencing your mind to whatever you actually want to do, before you feel you're not living for yourself.
how long do you not tell someone that you love them.
how long do you hug.
how long do you talk.
how long do you feel sorry for yourself.
our lives revolve around these mental equations we have constructed for some, and sometimes very small, reasons. why. why do we think that some things can last too long, why do we believe that each person is given a certain amount of time before the timer buzzes. why is it 'how long'
and why isn't it 'how well?'
love yourself, that is certainly the person you will most definitely have to live with for the rest of your life.
love your body, it really is your temple. would you bring in a bucket of tar and a box of mice into your church? then don't put true shit in your body.
and for goodness sakes, love everyone else. you want to love and be loved? start it up.