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My imperfect perfect whole

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When i was younger
I simply was never able to fathom why people needed the presence of somebody else in their lives
why they needed commitment
why they needed to have sex
why they felt the need to fall in love
why they needed someone who'll hold their hands through the storms of life
someone who'll whisper the words "its alright"
in a circumstance they cannot salvage

I used to think you can be strong...
when you're strong you aren't weak
if your are not weak you wouldn't need to rely on somebody else
you wouldn't need to

If you don't rely on another person
life can be pretty easy
nothing ties you down
you just up and go as pleases you

You see
I was right
the only problem with that theory i have to point out is
no matter who you are
no matter how self-sufficient you may be
we were just never meant to be alone
i cannot believe I'm saying this
truth be told its taken me a while to realize this simple fact

we are social creatures
we have to connect
we feel the need to connect
to need someone and be needed by someone
the moment you don't feel the need for another person in your life
the moment you lose the capacity to understand and appreciate the presence of people in your life
the moment you do not feel the need to be there for another person in your life
then there really isn't any need to live

So...
if you have someone special in your life
hold their hands, hug them and assure them of your presence in their life
if you don't have anyone
always remember the most important person to be is yourself
love and appreciate every positivity in your life
and when you least expect it
you'll find your imperfect perfect self
cos let's face it
life is just too precious to spend all by yourself :)

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  1. Unknown14:45

    So Blossom when you say whole, you mean being one being, a person i guess. I love that phrase "my imperfect but in the same way perfect person. Brilliant.

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  2. Blossom23:46

    Thanks Monsieur, that is correct, we arent half a person i meant, we are all complete individuals, made a perfect whole by the imperfect person in your life that has made you a perfect whole. I'm not sure if im making any sense :)

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  3. Unknown14:40

    You will always make sense to me B. Have a wonderful xmas.

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