Silly Boy

How perfectly absurd that I should fall ill now that I don't need it. Four days of being alone at home, just as I had intended to, but I fell ill and I really needed someone to take care of me. But oh well, what's the use of crying when I shouldn't care? And being in bed all day, all I can do is think and write. I hate being too honest on my writings for I know who reads... but then again, I've never been afraid of saying anything. I've been feeling lighter these days, as if I had stepped on a higher place and I got new air. I still feel nostalgia at times but when have I not? 

There's so much to learn from every person you meet and every situation you live that sometimes it takes time to really take in every lesson. 

Silly boy, what know you of human love?
You act like a child with your close-mindedness and your tantrums.
To you, caring is frowned upon.
I can clearly see you crossing your arms and just begging to be left alone...
And so you have.
But think you I have been deceived?

Silly boy, when will you learn?
There's no need for cruel lies disguised as caring comments.
After all, you don't care.
To you, caring is too costly.
And you might deny everything just to prove me wrong
But time is the only one who can talk.

Silly boy, this time you came across a not-so-silly girl.
This time you came across a woman who fears nothing
And who values herself so much that she will not buy all your shit
And she will not let you be so empowered as to have an effect in her days.
She knows the face of real love and feels capable of both giving and deserving it.

Silly boy... for that's what you are, just a boy.
I miss you and I think of you.
And this you should know:
You will never get your wings if you are not ready.
And you will never be ready until you've tried enough.
But you cannot really try if you don't want to.