Before these Cinderella stories sold me the concept of loving someone else out of myself (and beyond my toys), I used to fear the unknown. Hence, I’d always practice so well that nobody else would be even a close match whenever there was a competition. However, this thing of trying to trust your heart and soul with another individual outside of you is beyond fathomable fear which is not easy to conquer. People let their bodies come closer to other bodies but allowing their hearts and souls to fall in love (again, especially after being hurt once or many times) is not a matter for any fragile soul. The unknown today has become an adventure in itself for me. This unknown is the only thing that entertains me today, taking me back to the times that I used to practice before leaping into any competition with anyone. Except this time, everyone seems to advise me to learn how to lose instead of winning all the time. Losing in love is actually winning in some people’s minds. Oh well, that’s probably how some sooth their wounds (in love), I prefer to still learn from fools no matter how much they try to come off as wise after any loss (of love).
“When you come to the edge of all of the light you’ve known, and are about to step off into the darkness of the unknown; faith is knowing one of two things will happen. You’ll have something solid to stand on, or you’ll be taught how to fly.”
― Patrick Overton
Creator/Pic: Maari Christante 2013
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