You’re blurring all the depth of field that my life has right now. One thing you’re this, the next time you’re not. You change as often as possible. Sometimes, I also doubt you in other people. Some people have you to please other people. Some people have you to fulfill their supposed-to-be niche in life. And some, they might have you, they just don’t know you yet.
Intentions, I consider you as one of the mysterious concept in the whole wide world. Why, you ask? Because like a clay, you can be molded in each way possible. Yet in every mold and fold and bump, I always get something new. Sometimes, the original form may not last till the end, sometimes it will last till the end, but along the process, you’re being tested. Tested to become strong, tested to eventually become weak, but whatever it is, one thing is for sure –your start and end is unknown to me. And that is because of the incessant cycle of molding.
But whatever the end result may be, I’m thankful to have you in my life for without you, the path would be harder to predict.
the one who owns you and the one that you own