Goings
It's funny how someone can just walk through a door, and
that's it - they're gone. They become dissolved in the world of chaos and
beauty and are off to new place - better place; to meet people - better people.
But they will often see the worst of things, and keep the beauty they once had
as their light. But the fact still remains that they are gone. Just like that. And there is nothing you can do to
stop them because they have no choice but to venture. You think of the places
they will go and what they will discover because you can't wait to hear about
it while you stay and while you wait. There are things to say that are left
unsaid because you haven't the slightest clue whether they will hear it over
their excitement, because it is truly exciting.
They are off; they have things to do and people to meet and years - years to live. They will run away and
honestly, who knows if you will see them again because life gets pretty crazy,
right?
The unsaid remains unsaid and we go about our different ways because
people move, people die, people have families, and people grow up. But damn,
goodbyes are hard.
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“And the danger is that in this move toward
new horizons and far directions, that I may lose what I have now, and not find
anything except loneliness” Sylvia
Plath
Finally, what others perceive of us is only a memory of our past selves. The more we don't see each other, the more we miss. So in the end, when we lose someone (through death or a break in a relationship) we contain in us the memory of what was lived.
ReplyDeleteYou said it beautifully here. Yes, it's hard when things are left unsaid. But don't live in regrets, you'll grow. At the time what was left unsaid you were not ready to say yet.
"At the time what was left unsaid you were not ready to say yet" is very true, and I like that a lot - how simplistic and down to the point. Thank you so much
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