Life starts with the selfless love of motherhood, family, warmth, care and mystery!!!
Mystery of origination, Origination never realized, never understood. We try and meet the ends. Ends of relationships, Ends of love, Ends of Life. There are no shores, there are no deadlines, there are no visible destinations.
Sometime we find our ends but don't realize them, sometime we never find them but illus ionize, telling ourselves that we are there. May be it's just convenient. But this fuck in convenience screws everything. It just misleads you, telling you that you are right where in you are just entering yourself in the zone of disaster. Disastrous feelings, emotions that pity, pity yourself for pity of people around. It's not fair. And the toughest part of disaster, it's just so darn tough to break this illusions.
It's fair to try, but not fair to not to try fearing the failure.
I'll not fail him, I'll not let him fail.
I'll break his illusions. The restrictions that surround him, crave him to live within them and not change it, only because he's restricted. His problem is illusions surrounding himself of pain, the shore is just next step and he still thinks it's not possible. He's doped of ache. An aching heart caused, all with unwanted reasons and he believes they are true.
I stand by his side to make the Ugly of today in Beauty of tomorrow. I have faith. He will not loose. He will love and he will resist.
Resist it for beautiful tomorrow. As the dawn breaks, there will be a beautiful morning. Morning full of peace, full of life. Life to Live. Live to its fullest. it needs a little time and I'm hopeful. Hopeful of him identifying himself all over again. Not a better him, not a changed him. Just him, a perfect and beautiful him.
I love him.
