Reflections

It takes a certain amount of time to pass for you to realize how silly some people in your life are.
Or stupid, or how they bore you.
It's only after some time, when the fascination you had passes, you see them for what they really are.
Disappointing.
Shallow.
When you first meet that kind of a person you see it as interesting, almost fascinating. A year goes by and you look into your memories and see. They're not fascinating, they weren't even worth the time.
It takes time.
It always takes time.
For you to see.
People.
As they are.
With their flaws.
Used up legs.
Their good points, if they have any in the first place.
I guess that you love your friends in spite their flaws. That's friendship.
But
What if you love someone because of their flaws.
An ill love.
It sickens the soul.
You need to get rid of those kind of people.
The one who call themselves leechers.
But even after you get rid of them they find a way to go back into your life.
Over other people.
Their names just don't disappear.
It's those kind of people..
That kind
That I fear the most