The older I’m getting, the more I’m failing to understand how emotions work.
That ex who is a father of a child, still confesses to you being his first love.
That friend with whom you were so close knitted with, now barely a like on the Gram story.
That long distance with whom each second was bliss, now is a one word text reply.
That cousin with whom you had your first night out, busy with kids and a family of her own.
Selfish? Failed expectations? Remorse?
To make things easier let’s blame it on the generation for being too cynical. But in reality have I also changed? Gullible. Call me whatever. I like the way things were. Too bad I can’t do anything about it. Everyone is self-loving these days you see. Nobody has the time. You’re lucky they keep in touch.
Self-reminder – don’t expect. The heart and brain don’t speak the same. Walk your own road, burning desires in flame.