Sometimes I wish moving forward was more like time, slowly and consistently moving forward without any coaxing or pushing. Time moves effortlessly and without thought for anyone or anything.
A good friend of mine once said, "Time stops for no one, not even love." I interpreted that once upon a time to mean that time would move forward regardless of whether or not there was a deadline on your love. I see it more meaning that time doesn't stop just so we can figure our feelings out. Even if we feel like everything else in our lives are put on hold, time doesn't stop for love. Love continues and moves in ways that are unpredictable and are occasionally beautiful disasters.
Sometimes people leave our lives, and we feel as though our world will stop without them there. But it doesn't. We still continue to exist. Maybe that's telling of what that person meant to us. But maybe we're just stronger than we realize.
Letting go is hard, but holding on is harder. Holding on causes more pain to all involved. I didn't want to be that girl anymore. The one who selfishly held on as long as she could because she didn't want any bridges burnt. Letting go, closing that chapter of your life is hard. It is sad. It might make you cry, but the feeling of being free from every part of that which was holding you back makes it all worth it.
So lets push through this last bit of not knowing, the last bit of limbo. We're close.
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