Need to take into account for some head space. All this thinking is like trying to squeeze that head into a small hat. Find whats more fitting.
There's a reason for this keen interest, all the infatuation, almost an obsession. And it's all for the wrong reasons, punishing oneself with seeing them push themselves and were only hoping to love them.
Like a fresh born baby, that tender, loving, care they'll feel warm to. A bond that protects them that not even the devil can break.
If to go in head first then may want to wear a crash helmet. There's no other way to say it, charging in before the feet can pick up.
Can't be someone that life never intended to become. Have to be the person that to see before ones own reflection. Be that person, not the imaginary one. Only yourself knows how to cope with others and in situations to occur. Can't be who they expect.
In the forest; sometimes that perch remains to be just a perch. No one even has the time nowadays to sit and ponder. It's looked upon as having too much time on the hands. When before taking a pew upon a perch was doing vital work. While watching the world go by it also points out the more important areas. It just seems everyone has more important things to do.
Jeremiah Ch.51:V.51 " - We are confounded, because we have heard reproach: shame hath covered our faces: for strangers are come into the sanctuaries of the LORD'S house."

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