Letting go is the final act. I saw a sad clip of a couple silently breaking up, their pain clear without words. But when people say "just let go," it's hard. We feel things deeply because we're human, so goodbyes can really hurt. It makes you wonder why we're made to feel such strong connections if we have to lose everything in the end.
Some goodbyes leave scars and make you question why you feel so much. Pain has taught me different things each time. Some hurt made me kinder, some more caring, some tough, and some bitter. Looking back, I wonder if fighting through all that pain, thinking it would fix things, was worth it. Was it really about bad luck, or did I just think I deserved to suffer and that things would get better on their own? I still don't know what went wrong or how to move forward. I still feel lost.
Why did I ever think I deserved pain? Why did I keep believing things would improve? What made me who I am? Was being honest and loyal a mistake? No, those are good things about me. My mistake was thinking everyone else was like me. The world doesn't work that way. I wish I could see people as they really are, not just how I see them.
I wish I knew how people really felt about me when I wasn't around. How they laughed, how they made fun of my feelings, how they were happy when I wasn't there. How some people hurt me and thought I was fine just because I didn't cry. Life has been hard, and I don't expect good things anymore. My life story feels like a sad book, each part worse than the one before. I just wish I could skip to the end and finish this sad story now.
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