martes, 11 de febrero de 2014

Hidden Veins


I don't think you truly understand what it means. He said.
There's no joy in having a gift that no one can see.

His eyes were complicated. He saw everything I was and how confused he had made me.

A light trembling in his fingers made it seem as if something unforgettable was always about to happen.

If you met God, wouldn't you ask him why did he made it so easy for some and so difficult for others? We are not in control of the offspring we create. We are only responsible for creating or destroying our own selves.

I was born an ordinary man. Now I have to accept that.

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