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The key to my heart is not like ‘the way to a man’s heart’. The key that opens my heart’s door is the same key that will serve as a guide. And knowing me is that key. Truly knowing me, is not mere knowing what I like and dislike. It is also knowing who I am, what I am, who I can be, and what I can be. To know of me is different from knowing about me. And when you really do know, you will understand.

To know enough information about me may be good enough. ‘Enough’ can be enough, yet ‘good enough’ is subjective. There are things that might be enough to start or cease your interest. There is another ‘enough’ that can make me look your way, or an ‘enough’ that will keep you interested. Certainly, to know enough that would make me consider you is good enough. But let me challenge your comprehension and say that settling with what is good enough is not good enough. To really know me does not have to take an eternity, but its continuity will. Simply knowing what the key to my heart does not necessarily enable you to open it, for the key is a progression. It is not like buying me lunch that will make us forever friends. It is not like giving me a house that will guarantee my ‘yes’, nor offering me the moon and expecting you are ensured to receive my heart. It is not a tangible, nor a finite thing one can wrap and place on my hands.

However, to know me is not mere ‘interview’. If all inquiries are answered upon direct inquisition, who is to say, save your denial, that everything you do is not just to impress me? And how can I otherwise think that the reason you do what you do is not just because that’s how and what I wanted? How can I know that your actions are fruits of mature thinking, sincerity, and initiative? Can I really tell by merely asking you why and what for? Ha! Even if I do ask, would your words alone be enough to convince me?

No one can claim they know me fully well and be justified to say that it’s about time they expect me to open my heart to them. For, if they really do know me well they would also know better not to make such claims. Those who really know me, have no need to make those claims.

Am I being vague that it’s become a challenge? Let it be a challenge that will try any daring heart. Let it be a sieve that will distinguish between real friends from hypocrites. Let it be a fire that separates real men from boys. Let it be challenging that it may be beneficial for those who do not have the heart (stamina, determination, sincerity, and pure intentions) to survive. I mean, why should they waste their time and energy over something they do not take seriously or something they would easily give-up? Might as well that they do not take such endeavor.

Let it be challenging so they would consider thinking over things when they think of letting go. Let it be a challenge so that once it’s achieved one would find it difficult to give it up. People who spent so much and worked hard to attain something found the value of what they wish to achieve, because they realize that it’s worth the investment of their energy and time. And people dearly cherish those they work hard for. So if I am challenging, good! That is the way I like it. And if one isn’t challenged, then maybe it implies toughness…or luck.

~ by klengsfile on September 15, 2005.