from shirleen's blog and i totally agree. sometimes her posts just make me think so much and everytime i go, i leave with something more.
'' Maybe that’s just growing up. When you’re young, you tell yourself things like, “Well, if it didn’t work out, it wasn’t meant to be” as if that actually meant something just because it sounds like it does. I think you can say something like that so blithely because you expect to stumble onto something else just as wonderful just around the next bend in the road. But people are rare, perfect, unique things and just because everyone really does live a life full of farewells doesn’t mean you shouldn’t at least realize what it really means to say goodbye to something that meant everything. Just because you will survive and get over it doesn’t mean you should let it go. -Adam Duritz
to add in my two cents worth:
for every step forward that we took, we ended up two steps back. but though there is always the dull ache that comes with knowing it, i am comfortable here now. there were always be people around, and of course they will never be able to replace the ones that you have given pieces of your heart to. but that's okay because eventually you will find your way around it, and you will learn to love new people. your heart expands because there are more people for you to open your heart to. definitely someone just as amazing and perfect will not come by so quickly, maybe never at all, but i really believe that if they keep a part of you with them, they will find their way back to you in the end. it might take weeks, months, years for them to find the right opportunity to come by to get back in touch, but they will. i know it. and really, just because you have let it go doesn't mean you will survive and get over it.
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“I imagine the feelings of two people meeting again after many years. In the past they spent some time together, and therefore they think they are linked by the same experience, the same recollections. The same recollections? That’s where the misunderstanding starts: they don’t have the same recollections; each of them retains two or three small scenes from the past, but each has his own; their recollections are not similar; they don’t intersect; and even in terms of quantity they are not comparable: one person remembers the other more than he is remembered; first because memory capacity varies among individuals, but also (this is more painful to admit) because they don’t hold the same importance for each other.” -Ignorance, Milan Kundera ''
one by one, step by step. we'll all make it. besides, we dont really have much of a choice right. at least, not anymore.
