Sometimes you meet someone and it’s clear that on some level the two of you belong together but at the same time you’re just not meant to be. Love is such a paradox sometimes. Leading us to believe one thing when in fact it is the other. That’s why most of us give up on the idea of love. It seems to be safer to just avoid it altogether or that’s what we want to portray. Hidden inside is a completely different story. One of heartbreak. The truth is, we know there are people we simply can’t have because they are not right for us. Maybe they don’t live the same lifestyle that we do or maybe they want different things out of life. In any case, that’s the love that hurts us most because we are powerless to avoid losing that person without having to deny ourselves what we want out of life. So we have to let go and move on so that one day we may find someone who is right. It will be the right time, the right place, the right moment. Until then, we will continue to torture ourselves with the thought of what could have been.
Sometimes I wonder if telling him the truth about my feelings would have changed our outcome but I guess I’ll never know. He’s moved on and I guess in a way, so have I. There’s just this small connection to him I refuse to sever, the memory of us. It’s funny how it feels like yesterday even though so much time has passed.
Here’s to all those who could not stay but we keep in our hearts forever.
Meaningful last words...
I have forgotten...
How can I long so much for someone I have yet to meet?
Aun en la distancia, yo te quiero
She is wild because she is free.
Certainty is irrelevant in the matter of you.
Love is happiness