Our Own Happiness

Sometimes all that we can do is be who we are and hope that others find something in us to love. That is how it feels most of the time, that we are blindly loving and opening our hearts to others, with little or not knowing if that love will be returned. Often times people fail to live up to the expectations that we have put out there for them and so really is that their failure or our own? Should we judge people based on what we want from them or should we allow them to be who they are and judge them based on that?
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Choices (Poem)

There are words that you no longer speak to me,
When you used to be far yet I held you near,
Now your voice has fallen silent thinking my ears deaf,
You are worried about something I can see it,
But you won’t tell me and you hide behind lies.
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