Maybe it is about not ending up with the person your heart chooses. Maybe that’s how life works. Maybe you end up not getting what you want.
Maybe love changes overtime. It changes in the ways we never realize. It changes in a way we never know, we are never aware of. Maybe it is about not ending up with the person your heart chooses. Maybe that’s how life happens, that’s how life unfolds, that how life turns things out sometimes.
Maybe love changes from “I will see you after work,” to “I am sorry, I will see you next time.” Maybe it goes from “I don’t want you to get worried,” to “Nothing at all.” Maybe it starts from “I choose you,” to “I am now choosing myself.” Maybe that’s how love change, maybe that’s how love starts to drift apart. Maybe love isn’t one of the things that live with certain people. Maybe it’s like your favorite shoes that you always loved. You loved it for what it was but you come to terms with the fact that you have outgrown it and you need to learn it go.
Maybe letting go is quiet, maybe it happens in the deepest form of silence. Maybe it has no process, warnings, signs or signals. Maybe it is just learning to slowly releasing your hands from the person you thought would hold it for the rest of your life, maybe this is how it is done— in the stillness and calmness of it all. In a way others will never notice, will never see, will never hear.
Maybe walking away is the best that you can do, maybe not looking back will be the first step to it. Maybe leaving is the right thing for you and for the person you love. Maybe it is accepting that people, happiness and love changes. Maybe, when you walk away, you are now headed for the better things; you are now on your way of receiving your rewards from all the heart breaks you went through.
And maybe when you turn your back, the right people and the right things are there and they finally waiting for you.
-Boiling Waters
