It is truly scary how two people who once were everything to each other, can easily become strangers. It saddens me how indifferent we are sometimes.
Last night, I was on the phone with my friend who just parted ways with her boyfriend of 5 years. She told me, she saw him in the street and pretended like she didn’t know him. And while I, as her greatest confidant, her best friend did my best to understand her reasons for doing so, I couldn’t help but wonder…
How can we be so heartless? How does one develop such apathy?
I know what you’re going to say. Sometimes life doesn’t give us much choice, sometimes it is for the best, sometimes we’re too hurt to show our real feelings, and sometimes we’re so broken that we cannot even open our mouths to say Hello.
But, what happens with the people who did nothing wrong?
We are strangers, we fall in love with each other. We experience some of the best moments in life with these people. We share our hopes, dreams, fears, and insecurities with that person. We undress our soul and let them find shelter inside our world. Our whole life revolves around that one special human being who loves us more than anything, and then one day, BAM! Everything stops.
Your soul aches and your body hurts, but you pretend to not care at all.
Your heart screams, your eyes glisten, but you would rather avoid them, than greeting them with a friendly hello.
Can someone please tell me, where does the love go? Does it go to the next partner? Or does it become this void in our hearts that we eventually learn to live with?
It seems so natural for us to learn to forget. To force ourselves to forget. Still, the truth remains. You never really stop knowing a person you’ve opened your soul to. You never really forget the way they’ve touched you, or how they’ve made you feel, no matter how hard you try to repress those feelings.
Because there are always those memories that stay to haunt you. There are always those tiny fragments that stay stuck with you forever. Those little pieces that linger. We hear a song that reminds us of them and we realize that the feelings inside of us are still alive. That maybe they never stopped. Despite our big efforts to bottle them and throw them as far as we can.
Sadly, in the end, it usually comes down to one thing. We part ways and we pretend like nothing ever happened. And, I guess for some people, it seems easier to avoid, than to confront.
If you ask me, I believe that you either love someone forever or you never really loved them at all. So, maybe those scars and wounds that we have are still open.
Maybe they itch and burn. Maybe it’s not that they don’t matter anymore, but it’s because we’re too afraid we’d fall in the same cycle and we’d hurt ourselves even more.
A professional writer with many years of experience in the fields of psychology, human relationships, science, and spirituality.