#hehealedme

Why is it that after a breakup, so many of the things you loved become tainted. Favourite songs, restaurants, certain movies. Personally for me it was the movie breaking dawn part 2, yes yes, I know that’s pretty lame but I loved the books as a teenager and although the movie did them no justice I still wanted to see the newest edition. I can’t remember how exactly, but I knew he’d gone to see it with her and that just about killed me. How dare they ruin this for me, he was supposed to see it with me. Wasn’t it enough that they’d tainted so much already? Thus it became tainted. Even after we rekindled our friendship, it was still something that reminded of the hurt and betrayal. A reminder that I was no longer his nor was he mine. For the past 2 years I’ve held on to that, yet tonight was different. Someone mentioned it and I didn’t even think about it, no hurt, no bitterness. Only curiosity. And just like that, I was no longer in pain. Isn’t it funny that we never realise that we are healed until the mention of a name, hearing that song or seeing a certain picture does absolutely nothing. Absolutely nothing.