INFINITELY WEIRD

Don’t ever think I’m pushing you away ‘cause you’re the one I’ve kept closest

It’s a bit fast how things have changed over a short span of time and it’s like you can’t keep track of it anymore. It’s an everyday struggle one could never imagine, fighting every possible feeling you know aren’t supposed to be there. The same damn thing makes you sad over and over again but it’s also what gives you that smile on your face. Once you were a kite in the attic enjoying solitary confinement, afraid to get played with and to try flying in the sky. Then suddenly you were noticed out of all the things dumped in the attic. And again you’re ready to fly handled by that person who found you there. And after that, you’re now a kite flying in the open sky, enjoying every moment in the air to impress the one handling you, to thank that person for finding you once again. Just when things turned out to be so fine, your handler suddenly lets you go and you just feel stupid still flying up knowing you’re gonna take the fall sooner or later with no one to catch you. Then you’re hung up in a tree, broken, just waiting for someone to pick you up and fix you. And then you think things over and everything feels so wrong yet it’s just surreal. And nobody’s to be blamed because you let that person handle you, take you away from the quiet place you once knew.. And you let yourself be found again. The air that is also essential for everyone to live is passing through that kite but the kite chose to go against it, fighting the strong wind blowing because of its fear to fly again. A kite is not a princess after all, savoring every moment of her happily ever after. And as a kite one should’ve known better the rules in the open field, in the air the wind blows and the blue sky. Although the kite’s gonna miss the one handling her before, wanting to be handled again by that person, it should learn to live with the fact that the person’s not going back, now holding another kite. And if the kite was given emotions, it would be happy for that person and would not carry hard feelings with it. After all, that person being happy would make the kite happy also. So when that kite flies again getting carried away by the wind, it will grace the sky by swaying freely - now stronger than ever after falling.”

Just felt like posting after weeks of not checking my tumblr account :)