A box of chocolates comes with a sheet of wax paper, and on it, the labels of each chocolate morsel you could slip into your mouth. Life comes with no such paper, and we beings have no idea what could possibly be handed to us. We can go on, believing something to be true, and then life shakes us, and we're forced to change. And if it's not a shake, it's a slap of realization that either stings, or gets you running like a racehorse.
With every moment of pain felt by each individual comes this notion of change. With every acceptance felt by a very, patient human comes this immediate contentment. It is said that humans only change when they feel pain, but my change is different. I'll never do things by the book, and this case isn't any different.
I once felt pain, but I didn't change. I hung on with this silly optimism. I hung on so long, the pain turned into a cold numbness. I thought, "what will be, will be," and I waited. What I should have done was accepted the pain, and let go.
And that was it. It was so simple...for me, at least. I'm sorry that you have this life lesson of "not taking those you love for granted" to handle. You'll always be my friend and I love you, but I know now that you're not the one. But, shit, life's told me I've been wrong before. I'm not going to hang on though. Everything is fleeting and ever-changing, so I can't hold on. We have no choice but to let go.
Life can make you believe that you're at the start of where your meant to be, that you are absolutely right. Then it pulls the ground out from underneath your feet. You fall, and my God, it's so confusing. The acceptance of this confusion is the moment the chains disappear.
Life told me I was wrong. Life told me to let go. It keeps telling me about these things called patience and acceptance. And I didn't come to this planet with a piece of paper attached to me saying this. We're all just blind idiots, being guided by feelings we believe to be true. I have to remember that feelings aren't truth. So the feelings inside of me will fester and drive me insane...until I let go.
Goodbye ropes, chains, handcuffs, and everything that ties me to something that might have been "true" yesterday (John Denver literally just sang that as I was typing. Perfect, right?). The song is called "Sweet Surrender". Another song that comes to mind is "It'll All Work Out" by Tom Petty and The Heartbreakers. It's about this guy that was promised to a girl, but he has to let her go because someone else can love her more (Perfect, right?)
Right. It'll all work out. Let go.
My mom's making me go get her Baker's again...
Sunday, February 21, 2010
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Your words are beautiful.
ReplyDeleteFanks, Jenna. I always like your words.
ReplyDeletei like your words too...
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