Navigating Heartache and the Search for Closure
They never responded to your text and left it at that. You will be able to float between the waves, much like a ship on the sea. Others will occupy your place. You will be abandoned completely unexpectedly. You’ll find yourself at dark, with the ghost of your potential haunting the wreckage of where their car was parked. Every day, month, and year, you’ll be left in your teens, twenties, or thirties. Sighs, excuses, and, if you’re lucky, explanations will be your only options. And you will be left to grieve the broken promises and reject anything with their aroma. You’ll be abandoned more frequently than you expected.
But sometimes there is no grey area, no matter how hard you try to make it appear that there are always more than two options: love me or detest me. After they depart, you must decide whether to stay and wait for them to return or to place your memories in a safety deposit box and gradually leave as well. You’ll be on the verge of who you two used to be.
One over the other is not something I will romanticise. Both will appear to be an impending insurgence. You will feel guilty. You will mistrust yourself. You will wish you could travel back in time. However, the question is: Who will you revolt against? Will you defy reason, which has kept you afloat for so long, supplied answers when you fed it nothing but lies, and kept you clothed, nourished, and standing?
Or will you fight against sensation, that which was unaffected by improbable odds, that pirouetted with souls instead of bodies, and that made every step into a brief tomorrow more captivating?
Although there is no right answer, you will need to make a decision sooner rather than later. I spoke a lie. You already did since you knew who would be left when I said you would. They meant a lot to you, and you knew how much you could put up with for them and yourself. I also did. I decide to search for a resolution in the fact that no text is coming.
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