IT'S EITHER A BLESSING OR A LESSON
It was one of those days when I was a little boy and could climb into my mother’s lap and cry until the feeling goes away.
At first it was a rough battle, “how do you even let go of the person that felt like home?” I know it’s over, and it never really began, but in my heart it was so real.
I haven’t weep for years. I think I forgot how to do it. It hurts at the first time, or just like a cliche always said “the blue sky collapse” but it also seems so selfish if I only feel the way I am, only from my side without contemplate what fate wants to do with my life. I pulled myself back to the essence of a relationship. We met people only for two reasons. Either they are a blessing, or they are a lesson.
A lesson learned, indeed. Now I have learned about making sure to be able to stand up in heartbreaks, before to think about fall for someone.
I know I will. People said time will heal, and for me, the sooner I accept the reality, the quicker I’ll be healed. And I’m on my way on that, I can be rest assured.
And the time itself will be divided in two parts, before this and after this. And there is a huge difference between only knowing the path before this, and walking the path after this. Again, a lesson learned.
The best is yet to come, but it will, for sure. It’s all about time, I have faith on that.
In the end, it’s okay if I’m not their favorite chapter they have written. But I hope that they sometimes smile when they flip back to the page I was still a part of.
I wish them all the best the world can give. That’s just my ultimate wish, a very simple one, sincerely.
“Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams.” - The Alchemist.
Ubud, 6th May, 2017.
