Are you a good listener…or are you just a gossip…are you there for others…or just to unload your dirty laundry…trying to paint others…darker than yourself…or are you trying to build yourself up…to make other people feel insignificant…does it make you feel better about yourself…
Hearing yourself talk poorly about others…like a horror movie…where the plot never changes…the characters may be the only twist…in your never ending drama…but sometimes people want someone to agree with them…that’s not really listening…if the feeling isn’t mutual…
The story told…could end differently…if you would walk in the other person’s shoes…if you would shut your mouth for long enough…to take in the beauty of the awkward silence that was created…because you paused long enough to listen to others…
The story told by everyone is special…it takes a true friend to listen…an even truer one to explore the meaning…to be a part of a ever evolving storyline…another plot twist they get to help create…not about enemies…but this time about memories that were created…not exes they once dated…