Choice in Disguise
The choice can no longer be made at once. Love becomes vague and rational, as always. Spiritual love always is put in the second place. Few people deem that friendship can be no less than love. The worst thing is that I can never be in love, in a relationship. Or, I can never choose to fall in love, again. It seems that there is a choice for us, but those choices are preceded and settled right there. Pathetic. The most fearful thing comes to me, marking the dead end that I have stuck in this pole. One chooses this does not mean one happily stays with it. I deeply know it is didactic to say that one makes excuse for not facing the problem of one's own. If this is not a chance to learn how to solve the problems by knowing the self, then what else is it? It is not to solve the problem, I can say that as well. Everyone can say such excuse without one's responsibility. First time to hear this absurd excuse for not solving the problem as if solving the problem is a kind of easy way t