Pain seems to magnify a thousand times during the time we are experiencing it. That's why they say minutes feel like hours when we encounter negative situations, no? Dull aching, coupled with complete silence, makes it seem as though time will drag forever, or has already been frozen for a long time.
"One day, after the countless tears that have fallen before, you will eventually wipe away that last tear, blink back the rest, and learn not to cry because of sadness again.
One day, you will finally remember how it feels like to put a smile on your face, a genuine one, not forced, not false. And while you look cheerful on the outside, so will happiness be radiating from deep within your heart, like ripples on the water after a stone has been thrown, so infectious that people around you start smiling as well.
One day, you will dig out all those angst-y letters you have written all those times you felt like there was no more meaning to life anymore. A whole stack of them, tens of them. One by one, you open them up, re-read them although you already know what's imprinted on each and every piece of yellow paper. You will scoff at yourself for being an over-dramatic drama queen, laugh at how silly you were to have been tormented by those potential life-changing issues, which now look foolishly trivial. With resolution, you tear them into little pieces, ripping them apart until the memories begin to fly away, just like the hundred tiny pieces of paper, stained with blue ink, fluttering into the wastepaper bin.
One day, you will find the energy to press the play button on that long-forgotten playlist of songs you absolutely loved. You will dance and sing along as loudly as you can to those familiar tunes, straining hard to listen to how the acoustic guitar and the drums were being played, counting each beat like you used to do so often, a habit that can't be gotten rid of. You look at the pile of CDs that are the sappy love songs, depressing and heartbreaking compositions, the music you listened to in the darkest moments. You can't throw them away, because they mark a point in your life that you once considered important, just not significant now. You stash them in the furthest corner of the cupboard, the melodies imprinted in your mind permanently, but the feelings attached to them slowly but surely fading away.
One day, you will look around you and realize every single person who loves you, and has always been there to encourage you. And you will surely know, that it's time to give back some of your love, and care for them in return.
One day, you will find yourself not tied down by the past anymore. That will be the day that you are free."
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