Do Not Create A Bridge Between Two Cliffs, And Break It Later On, So No One Can Cross It. Someone Might

Do not create a bridge between two cliffs, and break it later on, so no one can cross it. Someone might be stuck in the middle of it, with no chance to save their life.

It is not always possible to hold the same throne in someone's life, where you make them sit. That doesn't reduce the worth of you but there is a more beautiful throne waiting, where the owner awaits your arrival and shall cherish you like they do to a king. The subordinate throne, where you deserved better, is only a reminder to not settle with what looks good right now, but won't in the long run.

What about the feeling when you have heard so many stories, so many perceptions and so many thoughts that you know too much about people, who know nothing about you?

What about the feeling when out of politeness they ask about you, and when you start to reply, the story somehow triggers their topic and they become the subject?

What about the feeling when after all this, they believe they love you, for being their emotional support, but oblivious to the fact that support goes both ways?

What about the feeling when wanting same energy, support, love and compassion is considered selfishness and only self burning is considered the true form of affection?

I wonder how different people will perceive me if they saw me through my eyes. Would it make more sense to be by my side? Or they would not have enough potential to sort me out like I have done? Will I be more transparent to them? Will they like me more than before? Or less than anytime? Will they see my dagger and sword, or my flowers and books? Will they hold on to, the sadistic me, or the poetic me?

There are instances when I am absolutely absent as a person. The instances I question myself what is the point of all this? And then I think of the humans I have my best moments with and there is the point. The point where my existence, and all the rashness of the world seems worth bearing.

There's a popular moral trend of selflessly doing for them, without questions or expectations. But it ain't practical to let them exhaust your resourcefulness till you turn into an empty pot, till they diminish all light within you, till they pull you out of your own alignments. So much that, you stop looking at your own worth and feel proud of how giving and loving you are.

What do you want to send yourself? The cheesy message of being the oh-so-perceived light of the world, or the strong message that your settlement demands same in return. That if you are kind enough to give, you must be alert enough to not give all of you.