The heart is forever inexperienced
A girl that enjoys words, and savors music
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In the prospect of brooding secretly, she sat in a foreign cafe.

Somewhere near her house due to lack of transportation and to think while walking.

She choose a seat near the window, mainly to watch pediatricians, and to daze off.

There was no one she knew in the cafe, a delicate place where few lurked, and stayed.

She thought of her life, about how complicated it is in general,and how she rarely prayed.

The off the balance of fear and hope in her life, and the uncontrollable urge to break free.

She wondered why happiness was evanescent, why love didn’t last, and why her emotions at times were unbearable.

The server brought her coffee, studied her comely features, and vanished.

She wondered why did life take people on the path of unknown, about the universality of the truth and why there wasnt an elixir for trust.

Why god gives people’s test, why some challenges are not worth the knowledge for later on in life, and as to why can’t pain can be self inflicted.

Above all, she wondered why people come in and out of her life, why people do wrong more often then good, and why she’s not like others.


  

Loves begins in winter by Simon Van Booy

Wow, first of all, let me first point out how thought provoking this question is. I never really thought of the injustices in my life. Mostly, because I believe almost everyone has done wrong to me in life, but maybe that is my pessimistic ways kicking in. Just the little injustices done to me, builds up, and prevents me from trusting just about anyone. I can’t choose the biggest injustices because all of them hurts me deeply.