Keep Chewing
I can fluently narrate how things could easily fall apart, how two lovebirds could become strangers in a matter of seconds. I've witnessed many patterns of relationships: how they begin, how they affect our routines - and our heartbeats, and how they finally reach their last pages. But yet, for some reasons i still want to take this chance and risk my own self to possibly be broken, one more time. There are too many uncertainties and insecurities this guy and I must consequently encounter along the way, often we question each other of what is real and eventually grow even more anxious and fragile. But it is precisely when we’re anxious and fragile can we actually become brave and finally see the beauty in whatever we see and whatever we have. And to it he responded, "when you bite your tongue when you eat, it hurts, but do you blame the food? Or the teeth? Or the tongue? Or just let go and keep chewing?" I'll make sure that i'll keep chewing. __________