Learning to let go is long, difficult process. Maybe it's just me. Maybe it's just my vulnerability. My state of mind is simply not letting me loosen my fist and drop what used to be there. I guess this is all apart of it. Meeting that person, becoming friends, falling in love, breaking hearts & missing you. Funny how all those verbs just inter-relate. Meeting. Falling. Breaking. Missing. Love can do funny things. It can make you do irrational things-subconsciously. Blinded by love. Love is blind. That's what they call it. & frighteningly enough, it's true. When someone else becomes apart of your life...a major part of your life, soon enough, they become your eyes. You don't have much control over your feelings. Especially being a teenager, things go wild emotionally. Things get confusing easily, and breaking down happens almost consistently.
Meeting the person, such a exciting new thing. Being able to talk to someone who knows nothing about you, and getting to know them, it's the one of the important stages...getting to know.
Falling in love. The best part. When you're in love, everything feels perfect, everything is great, and the sky is clear and blue. Feelings are felt ten times as strong, and you seem to remember every little detail with your loved one.
Breaking hearts. The most painful process. The most destructive and numb stage. When you lose this loved one, everything turns bad. All things that used to be positive and happy, easily turn negative and sad. It always feels as though it's raining, and you can't feel your heart beating the same.
Missing you. This is the part where you are slowly enabling yourself to get over them. Slowly healing your deep wounded cut. But you miss them dearly. Miss them so much that everything you do, everything you see and everything you touch reminds you of them in some extraordinary way.
Amazing isn't it?
xx Veronica
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