The ‘nice boys’ are few and far between. But then again, they all screw you over in the end. Basically, it’s survival of the fittest; who best prepares for failure and who stays standing to find a way forward.
We go through life and through relationships until we get to the perfect one. And each one before this is like a test run - a place and time where we learn what to do and how to do them. Each practice, whether you get one or twelve, builds up our strength. When our hearts are broken they only heal stronger.
The nice guys think they come last. It’s the nice guys who end up settling for anything because they are only too impatient to wait their turn. So in the end it’s all mixed up. Nobody ends up with who they’re supposed to. The pressure turns on everybody in time.
To some it’s just games but to others it’s a vicious reality and pointless cycle which we must go through to reach our time and our place.
One day we'll see that the nice ones make it to the finish line, even after lagging, while the rest take a fall just before victory.
But in the end it all comes down to being ‘your’ time, not just racing to the finish line.
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