many years have gone by, mostly uneventful, other days documented on Facebook. it's easier there, and more people see it. this is kept to myself, but it's interesting how people still do chance upon this blog.
sigh.
seems like I'm in a similar situation. or I think I am. it's never been explicitly spelled out, not here, not anywhere. but reading my previous posts...it's pretty likely.
there was profound sadness after I met you that day. an inexplicable sense of heartbreak. seeing you used to make me smile, but this time somehow broke me instead.
you were the first I told but still accepted my shortcomings. you listened and advised, cared for me. which obviously made me think too much. it's probably just the way you are, impartial and the actions didn't have other meaning. but me being me had to have a hundred thoughts running through my mind.
and the scenario had played out in a different way...I was afraid. of how I would respond. even though deep down I desperately wanted to, I managed to practice restraint. would I have felt better if I had done it though?
perhaps it's just how I think. reading between nonexistent lines. wanting to feel an emotional connection to another. being surrounded but still isolated. and when they come along you're just drawn to them. a feeling that can't be explained.
then when you follow through, is when you get yourself into trouble...
but based on past experiences, this too shall pass. do I want it to? of course not. but that's probably why I felt the way I feel.
it's a silent goodbye.
then the resilient heart will once again mend and heal, but after each time it's never the same. you would hope the lessons learnt help but sometimes the stubbornness doesn't disappear.
I just hope it's not going to lead to any regrets.
it's time to get back to reality.
it's time to move on.