It’s a strange thing, how you can love somebody, how you can be all
eaten up inside with needing them – and they simply don’t need you.
That’s all there is to it, and neither of you can do anything about it.
And they’ll be the same way with someone else, and someone else will be
the same way about you and it goes on and on – this desperate need – and
only once in a rare million do the same two people need each other.
Everyone’s wondering where she gets that smile from when everything in
her life is looking so downhill. Everyone’s wondering how she can be so
happy when it seems like her world is falling apart. Everyone’s
wondering how she can keep on laughing when she’s doing things against
her own will. Everyone’s wondering how she can light up a room, when he
just broke her heart.
I feel like people get lost when they think of happiness as a
destination. We’re always thinking that someday we’ll be happy. You
know, we’ll get that car or that job or that person in our lives that
fixes everything. But happiness is a mood and a condition, it’s not a
destination. It’s like being tired or hungry; it’s not permanent, it
comes and goes, and that’s okay. And I feel like if people thought of it
that way, they’d find happiness a lot more often.
So, you’ll come across so many people in your life. Ones you think will
stay in your life, stay with you forever. You come across people you
will love, very much. But sometimes love isn’t enough to tackle all the
obstacles in life and you will have to deal with the heartbreak of
knowing that that person you love is gone and you’re left, alone, to try
your very hardest to fall out of love. To do something you never
thought you’d have to do. Just keep your head held high. Don’t let it
get to you, don’t fall apart. Clear your heart and let it go. And when
it comes around again, let love in. Because you never know. It’s all
about having faith.
People don’t stay in your life forever. Maybe he came in, you loved him,
you learned from him, and now there’s nothing more for him to teach
you. Maybe your time with him is done. Maybe it’s really time to just
let him go. If he has more to teach you, he’ll end up coming back. When
you feel like talking to him, look up a new word that describes him in
an asshole-ish manner. Keep a list.
So, please, just be patient. I’m so afraid to care about someone. I know
it seems like I’m this strong girl who can get through anything, but
inside I’m very fragile. I’ve had so many things thrown at me, and each
one has only made a crack. What I’m afraid of is shattering.
I tried so hard. You know that, right? I tried harder than you could
ever imagine, and now here I am, trying my best just to forget
everything. Every piece of you, the way you smell, the feel of your
skin. I can still feel you. I think I always will.
What’s worse, new wounds which are so horribly painful or old wounds
that should’ve healed years ago, but never did? Maybe our old wounds
teach us something; they remind us where we’ve been and what we’ve
overcome. They teach us lessons about what to avoid in the future.
That’s what we like to think but that’s not the way it is, is it?
I think all of us want to feel something that we’ve forgotten or turned
our backs on, cause maybe we didn’t realize how much we were leaving
behind, we need to remember what used to be good. If we don’t, we won`t
recognize it even if it hits us between the eyes.
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