Eyes + Words

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Shoutingfromthe top of her lungs,she aimed straight

forhis soul. Finally closing his eyesin fullembrace, he ingested

herflowingenergy. Herwords, puncturing through the cage that kept

hisheart prisonerand locked away.This was it, this was the moment he

would finally let her in. ‘I’m sorry,’ he whispered. ‘For the longest time, I

thought youwere like the rest of them. Another soul to use me as a buffer

before finding something better. I never gave you a chance, but you never

stopped. You always stayed close, putting up with my ignorance. I need

you to knowthat, I’m finally listening. I needyou to know that, I’ll never

take us for granted again.’ Placing her fingers uponhis cheek, she swore

that she wouldn’t have ever givenup on themfor anything.

Photographer Unknown

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At the start of this summer I knew that I’d be going through hell if I stayed at home with my parents the entire time like I’ve always done. But I’m 18 now, I thought. I can make as many plans as I want and I can stay out of the house as much as possible.

So, that’s what I did. For 3 weeks straight I said yes to every plan proposed by my friends and I ensured that they all happened (for my sake). I was out almost everyday laughing and taking amazing photos – two of my favourite pastimes. It was bliss.

But then this coping mechanism of mine to stay out everyday with friends backfired. I felt suffocated by all this human interaction. It was nice at first but then it became too intense. I explored this in my previous post I’m tired of emotional attachments

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