Burst of the opposite

I was wondering for a while amidst this gloomy day, the reason why there should always be an opposite. Bursts of questions flocked my mind as the race to answer those beleaguered me and my wheelchaired mind. I found out that opposites stretches our consciousness to beg and want more to what is already there. I’m sure that even perfection has an opposite. Having established the deeper meaning of opposite, it’s time to dwell on a side.

Being given the freedom to choose, it’s now up to your sane minds where you’ll adhere. Some follow instincts, being a natural act to some, some follow others and some goes with what their heart tells them.

Simple and minute choice it may seem, our future relies on how we define and choose among them/it. 

But

Manifestation in entirety it lacks.... Expressions are of a necessity... Passion and wanting are nowhere to be found... Jailed as an idea... Remained an inspiration... Conversation, a wild imagination... Reality held to just a dream...Aloof... Left strange... Thoughts meddling... Left alone... I’d be a fool to ignore it... Awe, did I? ... Spur it? Definitely not a valid answer. Unrequited? ... Unknown...

These are some of the thoughts inside the mind of an unexplained, unexpressed and incomplete affection towards another. Some stay numb and just let it be. Nothing it remains to some but their acts screams out.

Bothering... Fear of rejection... Take a chance... Perhaps... Gamble?... Will hiding be good? ... As futile it may seem... Concoction maybe... Your contentment in heart and mind... Finally, at last...But...