At some point of time, you'll get tired of me. Bored, exhausted. It has to be so. That's the natural course of events because if I speak of my own relationship with myself, then that's precisely the cycle. I do get tired of myself. I do get bored of myself. I do feel exhausted of my own patterns. How delusional it will be of me to expect a relationship to be always high, euphoric and juicy. There will be melting points where the zeal and enthusiasm will go low. Isn't that how everything in this universe functions? From earth with her varying seasons to the brightest of stars in the universe - they all have a time when they rise and a time when they set. So is the case with the sea, with their high tides and low tides. So is the case with the moon - half, full and all the varying degrees in between. Why then this foolish insistence that our lives or our personal relationships must be evergreen? Isn't that a very unrealistic expectation? Isn't that placing too much of pressure on your fellow humans? Let them wither away a little. Let them take their space. Let them seclude themselves for a while. Let them take their own sweet time to bloom to fullness in solitude. If love is there, it always has a beautiful way of returning, just as a bird that soars high in the skies but by dusk, returns to their nest...
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