sumin

I must learn to lock my heart away before it consumes another and cuts through ties of long-established relationships. I must learn to not let my soul seek connection. I must learn not to love so deeply..

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”

“Did you know, that if a tree falls in a forest with no-one to hear it, it does not make a sound? It is not philosophy, it is physics. I won’t try to explain the science except to say: Did you know, that if a heart trembles, shudders, contorts, f r a c t u r e s, with no-one to hear it, to acknowledge it, to heal it, to love it, it does not make a sound? Did you know, that sadness, gone unheard, unseen, ignored, (and ultimately) unknown, turns back in on itself? ( purple blemishes on smooth palms, alcohol shriveled livers, nicotine stained fingers, midnight circles under moonlight eyes, porcelain smiles and pillow cries. ) Did you know, that if a heart pumps blood, into a body that nobody cares for, treasures, protects, that heart will cease to pump blood at all? Did you know, that silence, absence, distance, ambivalence, kills? I think you knew. I wonder, did you care?”

In your life, you meet people. Some you never think about again. Some you wonder what happened to them. There are some that you wonder if they ever think about you. And there are some you wish you never had to think about again. But you do.