Mony

Mony was young and old at the same time. she knew what it meant to love and what it means to hate. she knows what confidence is and what insecurity means. She is like an angel with strong determination to let people know what she thinks...she is a woman of many faces, of much character...she is extreme because she is sincere....she tends to overexaggerate and always underestimates herself but deep within she is a source of depth and knowledge about human nature, attitudes and behaviors...she is feared because of this very knowledge and depth of thought which scares anyone who doesnt share the same.... I wish she can take care of everything precious in her life.....I look in her eyes and they're full of passion...I wonder how she keeps the passion so alive although it is so hard for me to do that....I think she is seen as much as I have but yet she knows how to be idealistic about life. What she doesnt know is be objective...cause her emotions run her life...that's who she is while my practicality runs mine....it is tough to say what's right and wrong and whether I should be like her going with my own heart or whether i should be like me going with my mind....both are wrong there should be a balance but how hard is it to strike that balance...almost impossible to determine the answer to this question?...I guess it is a process of learning and maturity which only comes with time....we both got a long way to learn...me and my best friend mony