Because you used those truths that only stood between the frames of that little moment and got trenched into lies a moment after.
And I never liked the feeling of being lied to.
-When the only thing I've ever known about love, is Him. -I loved that He left me. -His hands. My hand in His. -The glittering waters of His eyes. -The endless lists of Him. -The infinite longings for Him. -My heart. -The words that never belonged to anyone else.
Maybe it is very uni-dimensional of me to assume that all what's wrong with the human race, stems out of one core trait. I went on for so long believing that this core trait is the lack of empathy, which taking the inanimated constituents of the universe and how us, humans, are fucking it up makes really no appeal for a solution. When you think about it, it is really hard to empathize with a river we are destroying for our own selfish needs for example. This only suggests that this core trait has to be something more basic, and alimentary, something like Responsibility. The degree a person, an animal, heck even an amoeba has defines a whole lot of its character, purpose, feelings, and behaviors. An amoeba's -very primitive- form of responsibility towards the universe ensues that it should propagate its genetic material ensuring the survival of its species. A chicken's responsibility towards the universe is to makes sure it propagates, be food for the animals on top of i...
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