Honesty is a vitrue they say.
Little things that came up recently had made me realized this fact. I met a guy, let’s just call him Mr. honest, last month. in the short time we’ve known each other, I’ve figured out that he wasn’t liked by many people not because of his personality, but because of his history. Some people are scared of him and what he can do, I think it’s because of his family influence and his uncanny strength, and also the way he communicates with people, but i thought, he didn’t understand the way things are. I guess, being home schooled has prevented him from learning how to socialize with other people other than his family. He doesn’t know how to deepen a conversation without offending anyone, due to the fact that, he was just so honest and to him it was so casual, like breathing. I don’t know why, but i think that’s what drew me in. The more I spend time with him, the more i got to know the real him, His fears and insecurities. his loneliness and his kind but not too showy personality. But there was also a time when he asked me many kinds of things about people.
why do they act this way?
why do they need to do that?
why do they intend to need another person?
why does evrybody judge him?
I guess, there were a lot of things he didn’t understand. but this just made me realize that there were a lot of things that i should learn more too. About the way people move each other’s heart. i never seem to fully see the importance of one’s love. I began to regret things that i had done which resulted to hurt the people that i love. then i began to see, he showed me how to treat another person carefully. So in exchange, I taught him all kinds of stuffs, and based from his words and actions, he was grateful for that, even though he didn’t really say it. we got into a lot of fights and troubles, because he was just so honest and whenever he says his mind, he never feels doubted about it. or should i say, he never feels any awkwardness in expressing his thoughts. he just blurts it out with a flattened tone. And it makes me wonder, sometimes, I never know if he was insulting or complementing me, so i never know how to react.But he didn’t know that he taught me a lot of things too. And it’s the first time for me to feel envy to a guy.
I envy him. I envy his honesty. I envy his perspective in life.
But that’s what draws you in. To Him.