always listening, always understanding..
someone said to me once. no, not to me. but to his own world. when he feels so tired listening to me talking, beefing, and yelling. when he feels so tired to give some responses and interpretations. when he feels so tired, when he feels so tired, when he feels so tired..
i ignored his feelings.. slowly.
i realize how imperfect i am. so imperfect till when i’m thinking about it, i’m sinking to my own graving.
consequences? making some stupid unnecessary things, making some troubles, and making him more tired, more and more.
no one stays the same forever. they said, “Hidup itu seperti roda, kadang di atas, kadang di bawah.” and i found out it’s just so true. he can’t always giving, and he can’t always accepting. he can’t always listening, and he also can’t always speaking. he can’t always understanding..
he’s been waiting his turn to be listened and to be understood.
he said, “TAKE AND GIVE”
but i’m just too busy with my self, i don’t give any chance to him. always me who talking, always him who listening.