the things we want and the things we need are sometimes coincided, and sometimes they are two completely separate ideas. if the things we want and need are one in the same, then maybe those people are the lucky ones. Or maybe knowing the difference between wanting and needing is the key to truly holding everything you’ve ever wanted. if you know that you don’t need something or someone, but you still want it or them in your life then you’ve truly been blessed. to know that you don’t need anyone or anything, and that you can stand tall on your own two feet, yet still want this person, then you are lucky. you’ve been blessed with power to know the difference, and the emotional intelligence that most people work at their entire lives to gain.
In the midst of all the confusion of life and the lessons it tries to teach us, we catch our thoughts drifting into the innermost parts of our heart , mind, and soul. The things were most afraid to say out loud are hidden here, the things were most afraid to question, the things were most afraid to lose. I question why after all this time, questions that have never been asked before are now being brought to attention. Were you afraid, were you scared, were you to shy to think these things, or ask these questions. Is it because you’ve found yourself in something new, or is it because this something new is to exciting to realize that the old things are still vibrant and growing, and are simply beautiful. This old has a spark still, and isn’t ready to die out. Why do we put old things on a shelf to accumulate dust, and neglect the beauty they still carry. These old things are not old, they grow every day, and become more admirable and desirable to all of those who are around you, yet you’re the only one who does not see it. Don’t neglect anything because society has told you to perceive it as old, and don’t miss out on new experiences because you are comfortable in the routine you are use to. We become what society tells us to be, and it takes a strong person to see the beauty in something old, but not everyone can perceive things in this way. So for now, I’ll stay on the shelf, and collect dust, and be neglected until you see the world the way I do, because I guarantee that time sheds light on every situation, and we live to regret losing the things that we once thought were old. All experiences have a lesson, but the thing about these lessons, is in the middle of learning them we find ourselves wanting the old. When is to late to stop neglecting the old, and when does the beauty of something old eventually die out?