It saddens me to admit this, but our soul purpose for one another now is convenience. We exist as a conventional mean for each other. There’s no emotional connection. There’s no mental connection. I don’t know who you are anymore, and you don’t know me. We are just there, in each other’s company, because of our mutual group of friends. Outside of this niche, you and I exist separately, where you are your own person and I am mine. We no longer coexist to where our paths would intertwine because we wanted it to. Our presence in each other’s lives are solely due to the presence of others. You don’t go out of your way to see me, and I no longer go out of mine to see you. So what are we now? A means to an end? Conventional acquaintances? Strangers?
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