...or maybe not...
Love. Is. Patient.
Love is patient.
Love is-ooooh! I get it! Patient!
That's the first thing love is.
That's the first thing I must learn. Patience. Frick. Why is the hardest one first? Patience sucks. It's not fair. Everyone says it's a growing experience. Screw growth!!! I want love! *sigh* Ok, fine. I know I'm wrong. I usually am on these things. Now I just sit here. Doing nothing, wanting everything. Is it too much to ask for a little encouragement? A little comfort? I just wish I knew the ending. But for now I just sit here, waiting, reading this over and over:
"I beg you... to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don't search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer..." -Rainer Maria Rilke
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