Apparently, we all want love
But strangely enough, one of the most difficult things is not sticking to others
When they really change for the better, and exchange our feelings
It is very hard not to believe that those who love us
In some ways, they are weak, wrong, needy, and cowardly, with only a few flaws
We can feel it is easier when love is free
When we are engaged in thinking we generate a shaken scare
That the person he loved did not notice us yet
But now, finally there is no doubt anymore
It is very clear that they love us, but something that may concern them may arise
Where we feel a little nausea
We delude ourselves by saying that we misunderstood them, they can not be the people we envisioned and loved
But the problem is not theirs at all.
Where it lies entirely elsewhere
In our relationship with ourselves.
Their effect seems suspicious, incomprehensible, and disgusting
Because like this level we were not used to it. Where they are not compatible with our view of ourselves.
It is hard to receive love when we are not convinced of our ability to love.
Spend our time searching for those who make us suffer in ways we feel familiar
Where it becomes natural to assume that the affectionate lover has lost something
Perhaps then he tries to act in ways that are only disgusting to make sure they understand
That we are not really as they believed us.
They will leave us in pain, but somehow it is psychologically satisfactory
In short, how can a very great person have a bad taste to admire someone like us?
But we must allow ourselves to welcome the other option
Perhaps this effect we receive is not a sign of the weakness of our beloved lover, or his fault, or that he has no other choice
Maybe a sign of seeing something inside us
Clearly and somewhat tragic that we do not see in ourselves
We have not allowed ourselves to believe in it in some way in our past
We deserve love.
There is hope in all this
Hope where we can trust our loved ones more than trust our first impression, and tense
Where we can explain their love that it is not a sign of their weakness or illusion
But as proof of our ability to love our inner selves
Which blinded our past history
To date, their love and affection still awakens us
We do not have to offend our feelings towards the other, and to be heard when the other sees a particular point in us. Translation: team translate autrjim @
But strangely enough, one of the most difficult things is not sticking to others
When they really change for the better, and exchange our feelings
It is very hard not to believe that those who love us
In some ways, they are weak, wrong, needy, and cowardly, with only a few flaws
We can feel it is easier when love is free
When we are engaged in thinking we generate a shaken scare
That the person he loved did not notice us yet
But now, finally there is no doubt anymore
It is very clear that they love us, but something that may concern them may arise
Where we feel a little nausea
We delude ourselves by saying that we misunderstood them, they can not be the people we envisioned and loved
But the problem is not theirs at all.
Where it lies entirely elsewhere
In our relationship with ourselves.
Their effect seems suspicious, incomprehensible, and disgusting
Because like this level we were not used to it. Where they are not compatible with our view of ourselves.
It is hard to receive love when we are not convinced of our ability to love.
Spend our time searching for those who make us suffer in ways we feel familiar
Where it becomes natural to assume that the affectionate lover has lost something
Perhaps then he tries to act in ways that are only disgusting to make sure they understand
That we are not really as they believed us.
They will leave us in pain, but somehow it is psychologically satisfactory
In short, how can a very great person have a bad taste to admire someone like us?
But we must allow ourselves to welcome the other option
Perhaps this effect we receive is not a sign of the weakness of our beloved lover, or his fault, or that he has no other choice
Maybe a sign of seeing something inside us
Clearly and somewhat tragic that we do not see in ourselves
We have not allowed ourselves to believe in it in some way in our past
We deserve love.
There is hope in all this
Hope where we can trust our loved ones more than trust our first impression, and tense
Where we can explain their love that it is not a sign of their weakness or illusion
But as proof of our ability to love our inner selves
Which blinded our past history
To date, their love and affection still awakens us
We do not have to offend our feelings towards the other, and to be heard when the other sees a particular point in us. Translation: team translate autrjim @
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