You realize it when you can't hear anyone else say any ill about them.. You realize it when holding their hand makes you feel better.. You notice when their sweet words melt your anger... You realize it when somehow you always want to forget and forgive.. You notice it when you stop comparing it to what you imagined.. You notice it when you gain a better understanding... you notice when you open your heart a bit... you realize it's real when you stop fantasizing...you realize it's there when you stop idealising.. You realize when you let things the way they are,,, and when you notice them in their own way... You realize maybe it's different somehow..coz you don't know anyone even if you think you know.. You realize maybe it's expressed some way else.... You realize that maybe the flaws persist.. You realize maybe they everywhere exist... But you know it when a smile makes your day beautiful... You know it when you realize it's not exactly how you imagined...but maybe, it's better..coz it's reality and not an imagination...
We have figured it out wrong. Bustling on the roads, sipping our coffees, Smoking cigarettes, partying on weekends, Spending our money on things that don't matter, Like the new shoes, or Maybe the new Dress, The pretty girl with a fake accent is Busy, busy being anxious about her fashion choices, because well, she got it all figured wrong. Yet, she thinks she knows it all, while hidden insecurities, she believes her fake personality is top-notch. So many people in meaningless gibberish Wishing to stay updated with the world facts, to become so opinionated that they can interact about everything that exists, But what are these opinions for by-the-way, If the people you talk to, don't wish to talk to you anyway? And then, come those who wish to align with the world Fight for their society, or the well-being, Such that they are willing to take laws into their own hands, Use their provoking skills to thrash someone in a mob, who did maybe a wrong. This ...
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