People. They come and go in our lives.
Everyone came in for a reason whether intentional or not.
Some enter and leave like the wind, whether a breeze or a storm.
Some enter, create a dream and leave us with the beautiful memory.
Some enter, create a havoc and leave us to clear the mess.
Some enter and stay to be part of our lives for as long as we could remember.
Some enter and leave and attempt re-entry again for whatever reason.
There are only several instances in my life that I remembered crying my heart out.
It took a while each time for me to heal from those times.
People tend to think my life is always carefree and happy, that's true most times.
But there are times when I was down and teary. Only which some would know.
Based on life past experiences, I have created a cushioning wall around my heart.
I have lived using my brain first rather than my heart for the longest time.
Practicality and calculated risks, whether it will be worth the effort or not.
This is to minimise the impact of any failures when it happens.
Strangers may think that I am a snobby ice queen.
Closer friends may think that I am too straightforward and motherly.
Family may think that I am respectful and fend well for myself.
I have always tried to be the best versions of myself for others and me too.
When you are part of my life and I made effort to let you be part of my life,
I would appreciate if you put in an effort to stay too.
It's alright that we meet or talk once in a while. I am sorry if I don't say hi often enough.
But as you already know, I prefer face-to-face conversations over text messages.
Friendship is when we are apart from each other but able to pick up from where we left.
Relationship however needs two people to work hand-in-hand and be on the same page.
It will be a pity when two individuals who cross path are in different chapters.
One is ready to commit, the other isn't. Space and time are given.
But how long of a wait before we can get a response and continue with life?
When is too soon? When is too long? When is the right time?
The unknown reasons, the longing, the wait, the tears and the acceptance of loss.
I've been through that coming out stronger than before.
It was a beautiful memory while it lasted. And I have been moving on.
It's was difficult for me to finally open up again for someone new.
So why did you come knocking on my door again? Why now?
