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Why is it that the ones you find yourself really falling for are just sometimes far to beautiful for you to reach, and you realize you were to late and things seem to fall apart inside from regret of not just letting them know how you really are starting to feel? |
In we have a natural inclination to pick the most alacritous dexterities we encounter to fawn over. Of it's evolution's incarnate. We want the best we can for mate as animals because of the probable outcomes. Conversely of this form of beauty can be only skin deep and leave our souls ravished and unattended. Perhaps this is not the beauty you spoke of but even at that one must be worthy of such gifts. Regret can be a bitter pill. I think you should accept the lesson and endeavor in the future to speak your mind (unpretentiously) and hope for the best. Bruce | Posted on 2014-12-12 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ] | |