The diamond seeker
She, the diamond seeker, found him one day in february. He said some special things. She knew from the very first moment this was going to be different.
She has no complaints, no rancours. Not because she has had a happy life, but because she has a gift. She can enjoy the beauty of life. She can sing without a reason. She is thankful for what she has, even though she does not have more than the rest of the human beings.
Have you ever tried to ask the baker if he is ok? is he having a nice day? happy because summer is coming? Normally nobody does. Many people go through life without receiving these little nice gifts. She does it. With every person she meets there is an effort, small maybe, to lighten their day. And you know what? It works. Oh God how well it works. Then she gets the payback. She enters the bakery and the baker smiles and says her name. He is having some seconds of happiness, and so does she. Easy silly things that can bring light (I don't know how I arrived here).
Anyway, she thought he needed help. He looked like a charming helpless soul, overflowed of feelings he felt attracted to, and he was scared of them as well. So it looked like a good idea to try to build the foundations for the changes he needed and wanted. She felt confident to suceed. And well, why not, she did to a certain extent. He appeared to be better. At that moment she didn't want him for herself. This was an altruistic will, so as he could, some day, do what he wanted.
They both started a joint "project". She wanted to see him ok, strong and happy. He wanted something, but we are not sure what this was. Little by little, they needed each other. They gave gifts to the other's soul. Souls were happy, or so it seemed.
He continued deploying this bloody irresistible charm he is not aware of having. As time went by, she started to feel different things. The trap was there for her to fall into it. And one day, the game was over. We will talk about this later.
We can look at the same thing from different perspectives now, for sure. But at the end, she had so many moments full of happyness, that who would regret it? This is what she got, and again, she's thankful for that.
She, the diamond seeker, has seen a lot of stones. She knows many of them very well. Some of the stones want to be traded by this diamond seeker only. Some of the stones hide jewels in it. And some of them are so, so good jewels. She might be wrong, of course. But unless someone provides evidence on the contrary, she will still think that the biggest diamond she've ever met has slipped among her fingers.
She has no complaints, no rancours. Not because she has had a happy life, but because she has a gift. She can enjoy the beauty of life. She can sing without a reason. She is thankful for what she has, even though she does not have more than the rest of the human beings.
Have you ever tried to ask the baker if he is ok? is he having a nice day? happy because summer is coming? Normally nobody does. Many people go through life without receiving these little nice gifts. She does it. With every person she meets there is an effort, small maybe, to lighten their day. And you know what? It works. Oh God how well it works. Then she gets the payback. She enters the bakery and the baker smiles and says her name. He is having some seconds of happiness, and so does she. Easy silly things that can bring light (I don't know how I arrived here).
Anyway, she thought he needed help. He looked like a charming helpless soul, overflowed of feelings he felt attracted to, and he was scared of them as well. So it looked like a good idea to try to build the foundations for the changes he needed and wanted. She felt confident to suceed. And well, why not, she did to a certain extent. He appeared to be better. At that moment she didn't want him for herself. This was an altruistic will, so as he could, some day, do what he wanted.
They both started a joint "project". She wanted to see him ok, strong and happy. He wanted something, but we are not sure what this was. Little by little, they needed each other. They gave gifts to the other's soul. Souls were happy, or so it seemed.
He continued deploying this bloody irresistible charm he is not aware of having. As time went by, she started to feel different things. The trap was there for her to fall into it. And one day, the game was over. We will talk about this later.
We can look at the same thing from different perspectives now, for sure. But at the end, she had so many moments full of happyness, that who would regret it? This is what she got, and again, she's thankful for that.
She, the diamond seeker, has seen a lot of stones. She knows many of them very well. Some of the stones want to be traded by this diamond seeker only. Some of the stones hide jewels in it. And some of them are so, so good jewels. She might be wrong, of course. But unless someone provides evidence on the contrary, she will still think that the biggest diamond she've ever met has slipped among her fingers.
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