Collection of honesty

My dearest friend indeed, You're not in need, You have, all that you need. Stop greeding. Why can't you see? We're all meant to be Here, with our own purposes to mean something, No one has nothing to offer we all have something to bring to the table Even Jesus was a baby born in a sable. We grow unstably. Wondering why we're put in this world, where we're supposed to go. But the answer is no, you're not supposed to know. The answers to the questions remain unknown. Forget about the people, What do they know? You'll never stop them from talking. They have the right to speak and you have the power to keep walking. Open your eyes to determine those that matter. Figure out who'll stay when the rest scatter. Be kind and gentle to yourself cause only then you'll reach a state of zen and when you do You won't have to constantly ask, Who's loving you.

Hey, where'd you come from? Who sent you here to save me? I knew you all along but how did you find me? I was about to be the casualty of love. Love, Something I thought unworthy of thought. Something I can never get a hold of. Then like Prince Charming you came, On your white horse without the same lame ways like the rest that try to aflame me with those games. You ride so subtle I didn't anticipate you stepping into my world so quiet, so present. The chivalry, like a real gent. You're my present, presented so pleasantly meant to be for me. You have my friends participating and facilitating our story till they imitate how intimate we are. How close we are. How completely you accept me it's almost bizzare. All my insecurities so insignificant with you, All these other men, man you outdo them and so I thank you. For being true, appearing out of the blue my Prince. Who knew. That one day you'd be my one over two.

We all try to work things out, resolve our conflicts. But lately I've found, not everything can be fixed. Maybe you'll try then stumble and fall. But it's better to have fought than do nothing at all. Yet if after the battle you have lost. Lose with glory accept the exhaust. Let it go and move on, stop the confusion, Sometimes silence is the greatest conclusion.