Complement

Yes, complement.

You might be thinking compliment.
But no, I meant complement.

When one thing completes another, therefore it complements.
When one thing expresses admiration, therefore it compliments.

But, I mean complement.

And to complement is to be close to perfect.

A Little Matter of Things

There’s nothing more frustrating than being a basket case of emotion, sometimes.

I want to not feel.
I want to not care.

But, can I help it?

No.

Especially when certain emotions are directed at particular things.

What I honestly dislike the most is when my feelings are belittled by others. I dislike it even more when people expect you to feel strongly or be supportive about their opinions, values, or feelings when it’s a matter of convenience for them; meanwhile, in contrast, they cannot seem to do the same for you.

I think a lot of respect people have for each other is built on the simple principle of “The Golden Rule” and that is to “do unto others what you would want done unto you”.

I hold other peoples’ feelings in high regard and sometimes while I neglect my own, but that’s just the person that I am.

I am kind.

I am understanding.

Or, at least I try hard to be.

And, I believe there’s good in everyone.

Usually, I can find good in everything.
You know, the silver lining?

But see, all I ever ask for from others is that they consider to give me the same respect. Regardless of point of view, upbringing, or wants/needs. For a moment of indifference, I want to feel as if I matter, too.

There are going to be some things of matter that may little to you but remain big to others, remember that.

Think about it.

 

“Nerves”

To construct my words
Of which I cannot bite
I am taking breaths
Every second in sight

Tongues tied so true
I stutter and trip
Under some spell
Lash after lash
Of whip after whip

 I sonder
I pace

I cannot recall
A fate of love
With a most passionate fall