I have always wondered
.. If I am asked to choose between footballers to date, how I would make this decision would be a little bit difficult.
Imagine, I am asked to say pick one Messi, the messiah of barca.. My sweetheart... My love... My heart or Neymar with his beautiful eyes and his bad boy attitude and his gorgeous smile or Antoine Grizeman... Oh.... MY Angel how many times I have dreamt of you and touching your soft body of having the opportunity to look into your blue eyes and marvel at how blue they are... Irrespective of their football prowess and even though I don't know them personally.. I am still saddled with the need to choose among gorgeous men who don't know I exist, of men I have admired and I continue to admire... Even love.
Why does the need to make a choice about something that is not even my to take happen... Why should I be subjected to the act of my brain trying to entertain itself by creating fantasies and still forcing me to think about who to chose...
Does this show that I am in charge or does it show otherwise... Is it even possible that I am doing this to myself creating an atmosphere of uncertainty of confliction to keep me entertained....
Or could this be a symptom of confliction existing deep within me, am I not capable of choosing a love interest or item and loving it solely without having to look at the other.... Am I sick of confliction?
Tuesday, 7 March 2017
Conflicted
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