Sunday, March 15, 2020

"I don't want it to get complicated"



"Of course, I want to F you my Dear, if not, not even love could fix that" - Unknown.


How lust takes an important part of romantic life, yet, at a wrong turn, lust, could be meaningless.
Although, a connection of that depth supposed to mean something.

So, everything else, outside the circle of marriage, that keeps no promises, needs no effort nor  commitment. Do we call it, ourselves, an object of lust? Curiosity? Obsession? or boredom?

Nobody wants to get hurt like that.
Yet they reasoned, "I don't want it to get complicated".

Were you not trying to digest at least, your own feelings at the first place? The feeling of attraction. Maybe wondering whether it is mutual? Wondering what to say, if not planning strategies of what to do next?

Were those not you, from the very beginning, trying to projects your own complex emotion on to someone, yet now you dare to say: "I don't want it to get complicated".

That is why I prefer to observe, I guess.
To acknowledge these complications, as complications. To give no chance for other to brush it off with "I don't want it to get complicated". And treat it as if it was nothing.

Among other things, drowning in my own complications of wondering why, those imperfections looks so perfect on you. Valuing them at the most, unafraid of being complicated.

Which makes me wonder,
whether  "I don't want it to get complicated" is actually another way to say "I don't love you".



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