Losing vs Loss :]

"You don't know what you have until it's gone."

Browsing through social media, clicked on the first Highlight, Trixie.
Loaded, clicked back, load again, clicked back. On repeat.
Made me think, when was the last time I touched you, pet you, bathed you.









Oh how we take things in life for granted.
How we assume that nothing would go wrong, that people or things would always be around us, until, it's gone.

Funny how people work so hard for something that they really want, and once they get it, they start giving up, or I'd rather the word, complacency.
The effort that's being put in on the initial stage, you try so hard, and once you got it, the effort fades away, slowly, and little did you know, you start losing interest, neglecting.

No doubt the love you have for said thing is still there,
but perhaps, much like the phrase, actions speak louder than words.
Actions are gone, but words linger around, like a broken stereo.

Words that you hear ever so often, you start brushing them of.
Words that mean something eventually meant nothing.

Is it really human nature to take things for granted?
Is there something we can do to change that fact?
Oh we could, we can.
It's called, trying, on a constant basis.
Keeping it real, keeping it fresh.

Resentment.
The ultimate krypton.
Once that is in you towards a person, it goes downhill from then on.

The key to a basic mutuality → Communication.
But what if, communicating leads to an argument, a misunderstanding, a mishap, instead of putting your message across?
Defense mechanism. That happens.
You bottle your emotions up. You keep your thoughts to yourself. You hold yourself back. You become less like you, and more like what people want you to be.
Hence, resentment, in you.

People would question you why.
Why?
Because you believe that it's alright. It's okay.
You believe it's compromising.
There is no such thing as compromising, if it's a one way highway.
Where one benefits and the other gets hurt, be it emotionally, physically or spiritually.

Parasitism.

How can one let another have control of oneself.
Is the fear of losing, clouding up one's judgement?
Perhaps.

It gets tiring. It gets heavy. You could barely breathe at times.
Emotions.
A wonderful feeling.
A toxic one at it too.
You wish you could just turn that switch off.
Just a flick of a switch and it's off.
Turn it back on, only when it's necessary.
Only when it's a positive one.
If only it's as simple as ABC.

One fine day, when reality slaps you in the face, and you realize your worth, you stand back up on both feet once again.
They tell you you've changed. You are no longer who they claim you to be.

What if you never change.
What if you are just being yourself once again.
What if you find it in you to be who you really are.
Someone you've suppressed, in order to please another.
Like a sleeping volcano, erupting once more.


It's amusing how people would destroy another just to lift themselves up.
And in return, they question the other party, why.

"Why do you behave in such a manner when all I'm doing is to just destroy you?
Why are you reacting accordingly to my actions?
Why are you being so emotional when I'm just being heartless?
Why harvest so much of anger for me when I'm thinking of myself but not you?"


Humans are such complex creature.
They claim they love you for a second, and they despise you the next.
They don't see what they're doing to you.
Or maybe they do, but it's not that they care.

Such drastic change creates fear.
Fear of being vulnerable.
Fear of getting all your emotions thrown back at you.
There are so many why's, how's, what if's.
There is only so much one can hold back.

Superiority over animals despite being classified as one, top of the food chain and all.
But really, being an animal is so much more straightforward.
Either you're a prey or predator.
Either you eat to stay alive, or get eaten.
No in between.
Love? Nah, it's just mating to reproduce.
Albeit some animals probably are scientifically proven to stay with one mate for the rest of their life, but nahhh. Far more simple than homo sapiens.


Life is but a dream, they say.
Sweet dreams, nightmares or just dream dream.
We'll snap out of it eventually.
It's just a matter of time.
I suppose.









"You lost the moon while counting the stars."