The words I say are not wily cajolery. They are not hollow promises.

For 18 whole years I have succumbed to the obligation of love; as misinterpreted and misconceived as it is.

For 18 whole years I have been trained to bare weights of incalculable magnitude, such that an indifference exists in adding a few more tonnes.

Am I able to fully alter myself for the sake of my own burden? I don't know. But I do know that I will remain oblivious to these boisterous thoughts racing through my mind, for it is the best and only solution available as of current.

Time is what is at our disposal, it is plentiful. So take things slow, my good man. Withhold from visiting either extreme and exercise patience. It is the only path toward what you seek, along with the divine guidance from above. Remaining innocuous in this uphill battle is the only viable strategy despite its difficulty.

Your oasis awaits. Walk in stride, be who you need to be instead of what you feel you need to be, and continue to amble towards your destination, the haven; the actual war.

I am prepared. I will not falter nor crumble for His strength lives in me.