I asked a few questions to open a few doors. To allow her to pour the innermost parts of her soul. But fear robbed her of the opportunity to understand herself in this moment. "What holds your tongue so, shackling you to an idea that a cage is a home?". She sighed in defiance but her eyes held it all, she was tired of being strong, she was too in control. She was enlightened by an experience that offer her the chance to let go, she didn't. She knew she wasn't happy because even that she controlled. "Being vulnerable is a scam, what's the point in opening up just for someone else to force it close?". I asked myself this many times before and I came to the same conclusion "I don't know". But what if there's more?, I've pondered alternated realities where the solution just pours. To have the answers to sensitive inquiries just to soothe the soul. But that's not the case as I stare into the eyes of this woman, lost in the realm of words unable to puzzle together substance, meaning, an elixir to grant her peace. maybe some questions don't require an answer, but to outgrow it. Maybe some answers only appear when certain seasons are over and you have the ability to now grasp what's been lost. Maybe I'm not thinking enough, or maybe too much..

"Elaborate please I want to know what burdens your heart?". Asking more questions hoping it leads to answers, maybe the deeper I go, the pieces may find their way together. "I've communicated my concerns and desires, I've emptied myself in conversation insufficient in replenishing what I've Relinquished, I've reduced myself to a vessel in need of filling yet what is given is the demand I be silent, learn to please and conjure up a sandwich, what am I?". I'm from a different culture, But relationships issues plagues all and leaves no stone unturned. "Women are multifaceted, you're dynamic on a bad day, an heaven on a good day. from what you've mentioned, you desire Consideration of all that you, all that you are needs to be appreciated. Yet you've wasted words on partners who see only 1 dimension. who beg for you to use your words because they can't read your mind yet ignore your honest expressions, and believe your silence is actually the solution to all of the problem when it's just the beginning of it.. it's unfortunate, but your observation it valid.. why open up"... Would it be a sound decision to conclude hopeless, to entertain seclusion, glorify negative point of view which result in fruitless outcomes. "Dating is not my speciality, I've been single for years now... But, be selective with the people you allow in your life. There is only one you, don't waste it on environments that aren't genuine, and being vulnerable has nothing to do with people but you understanding yourself, being raw and true. So even if they don't get it, does that mean stop being true?. They can't close a door design only for your hands to open?". we sat there for a few more minutes, pondering and listening to the music in the cosy corner of a café. She smiled and drank her peppermint tea.

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