The mistakes someone makes tells you alot about that person. I'm talking about deep personal flaws, not about ordering garlic nachos on date night. That's just nasty. When they keep searching for the wrong people and repeating the same monotonous cycle of meaningless self-hatred and the lovely ability to opt out of personal happiness, well.. I'm just saying it gets really old after a while. Especially when you're the fool that keeps begging them to make the choice (your selfish choice) to see the person in front of you as something better than a buoy to cling to. It's not one-sided at all, really. It's the flaws of both that make this situation disastrous for your emotional health. One is impulsive and ignorant while the other is a doormat waiting to be looked down upon.
The thing is, what if that's all the doormat knows. The tattered rug knows no other purpose than to be tread upon without appreciation and second thought. If the shred of carpet is found to be gone one day, it is easily replaced and the old one forgotten. So, rather than be completely obsolete, the good ole' welcome mat will take whatever it needs to feel needed. Tell you what, there's gotta be a sense of humor involved. When you feel your face beneath someone's feet, you just have to laugh.
Two fools, running parallel to each other. One looks onward past the road and hopes for the best. The other hopes the first will remember to keep him by his side.
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