Thought 070310

The hand that tries with all its might to pull me in, afraid to lose me, always feeling for a place to grip me and keep me close is the same hand that will reluctantly push me away. Even when I’m close, that hand may want to keep petting me, keep me warm, and to rub hurt. But that hand, with all its good intentions, fails to realize that sometimes it suffocates me. And for that reason, I pull away.

Please don’t suffocate me.

Intended to make people think about what they are doing.
Open your mind, it could apply to any of you.

~ by bupster on March 7, 2010.