questions…
i’ve been thinking a lot lately… with only so many questions i’ve been asking myself. and the hard part about it is not that i don’t have the answers to my own questions, or how dumb it makes me.
because maybe, just maybe, i do have the answers. i know them, in fact.
perhaps i just don’t want to believe.
i probably am just trying to convince myself that the answers to my questions are elusive, so much so that the inquiries are actually rhetorical, disguised statements that need not be answered but accepted.
and maybe, that’s the reason why i have to ask them over and over.
…so that it would seem the questions are unanswerable, unfathomable, thereby leaving the problems beneath them irreparable.
but really…
would you rather have someone who’ll love you more? would you be contented with that love although you love him less? would you never look for someone whom you’ll love more? but in the first place, is it really possible to have an equally requited love?
and how do you choose between two evils? would you stay for the person, or leave for both your sake? and if when you know that you’re that person’s all, could you really afford to take that "all" from him if you’ll so wish to leave?
…is love a feeling, or a choice? if it’s a feeling, then can it really go as easily as it came? but if it’s a choice, could you really choose to love without the feeling?
…questions.
funny… i do know the answers.
i guess i’m just not ready to be convinced…
…so until then, questions would be all that i have.
