I feel like when you see my comment now you'd most likely be exasperated and ask why I always have questions, yet again I have question....
You wrote "Almost mistook devotion for depth"
What is "depth" and how is it better than devotion??
Also how do you know other people's intent so much and in a very accurate way, one guy couldn't express himself but you're very sure of his feelings and love, yet this guy despite sticking through thick and thin for 8 years was nothing but a farce? How are you so sure of both? What are the TELL if any?
Indulge me, I like asking questions and examining thing from different POV from the obvious, also questioning intentions and you seem to identify intentions well as against actions, and that's why I ask my questions
Devotion is about consistency. It’s someone showing up, again and again, rain or shine. Admirable, yes. But depth is something else entirely. It’s about emotional understanding, awareness, curiosity. It’s someone seeing you, really seeing you, not just who you were when they fell for you, but who you are now, in all your layers and contradictions.
Think of devotion as a man building a house for you. Sweet, right? But depth is him knowing where you like the windows, how much light you need, what feels like home to you and building that. Without depth, devotion can be hollow. Like persistence for persistence’s sake. Romantic in theory, exhausting in reality.
Now, how do I know their intent? I don’t. Not entirely. I’m not a mind reader, but I am deeply observant. I read silences. I notice patterns. I listen to what’s not being said just as much as what is. “M” couldn’t speak, but he showed me his feelings & actions speak louder than words. Be it if the way he flinched at committing to us & also in his lack for words to express how much i meant to him but he did still. He didn’t just tell me he loved me he showed it to me. But it takes more than love to keep a relationship going so i left.
Yasir loved an idea. The idea of me. The version he first met. His love was nostalgic. Comfortable. Almost performative. Like being “the one who stayed” became his identity. For me that’s not intimacy, it’s attachment.
So yes, I question actions. I question intentions, because love without awareness isn’t really love, it’s projection. And I’ve been projected onto enough to know when someone’s clinging to a fantasy instead of walking beside a woman.
I aways like your responses to my questions, I always look forward to it actually. It always feel I found the missing part for me to completely understand your articles.
I've always believed artist should explain the art they create rather than allow observers form their own meanings which might be out of place or context 🤷🏾♂️,
Samira 😊
I feel like when you see my comment now you'd most likely be exasperated and ask why I always have questions, yet again I have question....
You wrote "Almost mistook devotion for depth"
What is "depth" and how is it better than devotion??
Also how do you know other people's intent so much and in a very accurate way, one guy couldn't express himself but you're very sure of his feelings and love, yet this guy despite sticking through thick and thin for 8 years was nothing but a farce? How are you so sure of both? What are the TELL if any?
Indulge me, I like asking questions and examining thing from different POV from the obvious, also questioning intentions and you seem to identify intentions well as against actions, and that's why I ask my questions
Devotion is about consistency. It’s someone showing up, again and again, rain or shine. Admirable, yes. But depth is something else entirely. It’s about emotional understanding, awareness, curiosity. It’s someone seeing you, really seeing you, not just who you were when they fell for you, but who you are now, in all your layers and contradictions.
Think of devotion as a man building a house for you. Sweet, right? But depth is him knowing where you like the windows, how much light you need, what feels like home to you and building that. Without depth, devotion can be hollow. Like persistence for persistence’s sake. Romantic in theory, exhausting in reality.
Now, how do I know their intent? I don’t. Not entirely. I’m not a mind reader, but I am deeply observant. I read silences. I notice patterns. I listen to what’s not being said just as much as what is. “M” couldn’t speak, but he showed me his feelings & actions speak louder than words. Be it if the way he flinched at committing to us & also in his lack for words to express how much i meant to him but he did still. He didn’t just tell me he loved me he showed it to me. But it takes more than love to keep a relationship going so i left.
Yasir loved an idea. The idea of me. The version he first met. His love was nostalgic. Comfortable. Almost performative. Like being “the one who stayed” became his identity. For me that’s not intimacy, it’s attachment.
So yes, I question actions. I question intentions, because love without awareness isn’t really love, it’s projection. And I’ve been projected onto enough to know when someone’s clinging to a fantasy instead of walking beside a woman.
Please, keep asking. I’m here for it.
I aways like your responses to my questions, I always look forward to it actually. It always feel I found the missing part for me to completely understand your articles.
I've always believed artist should explain the art they create rather than allow observers form their own meanings which might be out of place or context 🤷🏾♂️,
So yea, keep writing and I'll keep asking
Thankyou❤️❤️❤️🥹
Love isn’t earned by time served.
Bars bro bars
Thank God, cause it was giving Joe
I screamed🤣🤣
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