from strangers to friends

Friends who talk till their eyes close shut
Friends who laugh till the sun comes out
Friends who cry together till the blue jays wake up

Friends.
Friends.
Friends.

nobody sees it
but it's clear as day

no;
just Friends

Love
is not
blind.

People are.

those who could not love
are those who could not find
balance
between

their minds
and
their hearts


it is all in the eye of the beholder
it only matters
whether we choose to see it
or not.

isn't it wonderful
how a heart can be broken
over and over
and still have power to love.

7 billion realities
each of us consumed in own own
living in the comfort of our cubicles
playing out our stories
day by day
living so small
in such an infinite universe


7 billion lives
fighting to survive
in this mysterious, vague cycle we label as life
we only see our own perceptions
believe our own deceptions
we all strive for perfection
when perfection doesn't exist.
it is an abstract concept created by man himself
this seed of "idealism" planted into the mind of society
eats away at the purity of the innocence a child is born with
we do not live in a utopia
neither an apocalypse
but in a perfectly imperfect balance
an equilibrium of the two
but we fail to achieve harmony
to find peace
we fail to come together in unity
there are humans but no humanity
all scavenging for scraps of sanity
in a world of madness
in a deranged realm of hunger and greed
in this ephemeral illusion
which will one day cease to exist

where are the lost souls that wish to be found?
where are the voices, that wish to be heard?
where is the love that can stretch beyond the seas and the skies?
where is the good in the power of mankind?
and so I ask, in the name of the people
where are the people?

Here's something about moving on
It isn't pretending the other person doesn't exist
It isn't wiping out the memories
or deleting  pictures and chats
that's too easy

It is in acknowledging their existence
being able to see them
hear their voice
look them in the eyes
and still feel nothing
neither love nor anger, not even sadness...
just nothing

It is in being able to still smile when thinking of the memories
and merely appreciate those moments
and regret not even a minute of it
because they were  special
and taught you so much

It is in being able to face that person
and think "I don't want this anymore"

That's when you can truly say
that you have genuinely moved on