A closer look into different moments before, during, and after a break-up - moments that we usually repress, not realizing how much we can grow from these experiences if we just take time to process them.
Sometimes, I still wonder if there's already someone who makes you smile at the end of your day. If there's someone who makes you feel giddy every time you try to end that video call before you hit the sack. That someone who receives random selfies from you in the middle of the day to let each other know that you're thinking about the other person.
Is there someone who can also talk your language when you start spewing dance jargon like ronde jam or spotting or releves or just getting the proper timing to do the melt and then pumping your chest in the upbeat count? Is this someone also as excited to watch Youtube videos of dance covers or some crazy routine from a reality TV show or just some amazing vocals or like anything really? Does this person share the same passion you have for dance, feels that inexplicable pump of energy whenever you nail a dance routine or just simply get to groove when your jam comes on?
I wonder if you wonder the same things about me. I wonder if we were ever really on the same page before and if you actually felt what I felt for you. I wonder if everything was real and I wasn't just imagining that connection we had because it was too good to be true and I thought nothing can break that bond at all.
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If things turned out differently, would we have been in a happier place now? There were so many times when I think about how everything could have worked out if I did the right thing. I wanted to go back to that day so bad to fix it or at least lessen the hurt we both felt. How I wish it were that easy, to change the past and improve the future.
Right now, I just let all these simmer inside my head and remind myself that no matter how hard I think about it, I can never bring back what I lost, what we lost. All I have are those memories, the nostalgia, trying to remember how I felt during that first night and telling myself that it's still possible to open up my heart and meet someone like you who shares the same views and passions as mine. And I hope that in your process of repressing the bad, you don't throw away the good. I would like to believe that what we had was really special, no matter how short-lived it was, and it gives me hope for the both of us. Hope that we will someday find that peace of mind that we need and probably someone who will help us achieve that, and more.
