Tuesday, January 12, 2016

EARS

I lost my ears, at the age of 19. Note that I am not talking about the ears that most of us are born with. This is the kind of ears that God purposely blessed into your life when you were 15. Probably, purposely took him away 5 years later too. This ears are one of a kind and I don’t think I’ll ever get the same again.

Here’s why ‘he’ is not some typical cartilage-organ-thing;

Listened to me talking in class for one whole year
Listened to me talking on our way back home after school
Listened to me talking late at night on Facebook IM
Listened to me talking about my first love
Listened to me talking about my secret admirers
Listened to me talking about my enemies
Listened to me talking about the fights I had
Listened to me crying about being verbally bullied in school
Listened to me breaking into pieces when I fought with that guy I fell in love with
Listened to me ranting about how hard math was
Listened to me talking about my family
Listened to me talking about the things I want in life
Patiently listened to me when I was on the verge of giving up
Listened to me talking about the confusions I had in making decisions
Listened to me talking about going to the right schools
Listened to me talking about my results and how I deserved it
Listened to me talking about models that I envied
Listened to me talking about everyone else around me and he would still be first
Listened to me talking about my relationship
Basically, listened to everything about my relationship
Listened to me breaking up with my ex-boyfriend
Listened to me talking about every guy I had a crush on
Listened to me being shocked about how crappy the world actually is
Listened to me being scared of my future
Listened to me talking out loud in the car even though I was annoying
Listened to me talking about my artworks 
and how I keep on saying I want to drop out law school for arts
Listened to me when I got into a car accident and I didn’t know what to do
Listened to me every single day without fail
Listened to me even when I didn’t have a word to say
Way beyond recognition to be just a ‘good listener’

I lost my ears, over something he said that I didn’t want to listen.
I forgot, my ears had a mouth too.

Note; I didn't want to post this at first, but fck it. L.O.L

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