Written by Jacob Ibrag
‘It’ll be better. I’ll try harder, I swear I can change.’
After years of acting, your mask slipped off. A few drinks
in and the person in front of me transformed into a different
being. Wish I could say you looked familiar, wish I could
pretend nothing had happened. Yet it kept building, tension
and then aggression. People don’t change, they simply reject their
true core and dig it deep within their bones. In the beginning,
I couldn’t see the truth. How could I? We were characters in
an epic story, converging our naked souls underneath a river
while the universe smiled back and stared. Then I started to
notice your character slowly fade away, like someone else was
trying to break free from the skin you cuffed them within. With
this realization, anger made a home in our relationship. You
wouldn’t say anything, but I knew you started to hate me. Not
because of anything I said, but what I represented. My eyes nothing
more to you than a reminder of the person you sacrificed your true
self for. So please, don’t do anything for me. I want you to live free
within your skin and if what we become after won’t make any
sense, it’ll be okay. It will still be better than pretend.
No more lies, no more delusion.
Eyes + Words 
That was really touching… So many people lose themselves in relationships afraid they won’t be accepted for who they are.
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Thanks Teresa 🙂 Unfortunately, it happens to the best of us. We get lost in love and somewhere down the line, our true identities get discarded.
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Omg . always i am dying for ur words….
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Glad you enjoyed them 🙂
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😊😊😊
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You impress me every time you write, thank you 🙂
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That means a lot 🙂
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you cant have the mask on forever. trust me the winds shall pull it off and you’re true self will be known.
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This is truthfully exquisite. Absolutely loved reading it.
Here’s hoping you’ll visit my blog too at https://thewhimsicalandwanderingsoul.wordpress.com/
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Thanks 🙂
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Pleasure. 🙂
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Wow!
Reading “skin” could not avoid a lot of interest for me, as you perhaps can imagine (theskinoftheangels, do you remember?).
The photo is beatiful, so intense and emotional … the text … I liked a lot the text.
People don’t change, they simply reject their
true core and dig it deep within their bones
May I? I like a lot how you use these words… and the bones … but I know it is not true… not always true, becaus I saw many people changing and I hope to be changed myself, too. This matter is in my opinion strongly connected to the end of your text:
My eyes nothing
more to you than a reminder of the person you sacrificed your true
self for. So please, don’t do anything for me. I want you to live free
within your skin and if what we become after won’t make any
sense, it’ll be okay. It will still be better than pretend.
No more lies, no more delusion.
To love is quite to change, because to love somebody I must exit from my skin, not simly give him my skin with my body into. I changed when I felt in love, not when I decided to change. I know it is wrong to pretend the changing in the other people, but I’m happy when in his eyes or in his heart (his core as you say) I can see even the slightest change.
Excuse me for all these silly words … I am talking to myself … your words made me to think about myself…
Thank you for that
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Thank you for reading it 🙂
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Indeed a heartfelt poem~
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Glad you liked it 🙂
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Wonderful poem to which many of us can easily relat. The dying of love, the loving care replaced by hate and anger. And… what a picture! A fascinating photo, whish I knew who was the photographer.
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Thank you 😀
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This is abt true love…isn’t it..?? Only true love has the power to set u free..☺
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