I'm not poetic,
I'm not athletic,
Our choices define who we are. They decide who we become, mould us, make us, and unfortunately, they sometimes tend to break us.
There are times when we continue to do things that hurt us - mentally, physically and emotionally. So why do we continue to do them? Why do we fight so hard for things that bring us so little happiness and so much grief?
The hardest part of a relationship is realizing when to let go. Acknowledging that its run its course, and that putting your everything hoping to make it work will only destroy all that we've hard and send us tumbling down a rocky mountain. Holding on to what once was a beautiful rose has begun to make us bleed with its endless thorns.
Sometimes, hope is a terrible thing. Hope for bringing back what you once had, and in the process we get hit with continuous disappointment. So much that we end up worse than we were before. Far worse than if we were to just pay attention to the signs and given up. Happy with the memories; content with what we once were and accepting things as they are.
So we keep fighting.. because we just can't see ourselves living differently. We can't see something that was once so beautiful just disappear with the wind. By holding on we become condemned to a life of heartache.. betrayal.. sorrow.. hurt. And all those miserable years that we spent trying to rekindle, we could have had our heart whole - maybe even held and groomed by someone else.
Sometimes.. holding on isn't worth it. Franticly trying to grasp something that's obviously lost is far harder than letting it go.
Don't be afraid of losing something you loved so dearly.
Everything that has a beginning, has an ending,
just as every ending creates space
for something Neü to begin.. . . . .
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