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December 2016

The One to Someone.

I’ve moved on.

I know this, because now when people mention your name I don’t immediately crumble into a pile of tears. And I don’t spend all my time conjuring up scenarios of us that will never happen in a million years.

But recently, I was telling a friend of mine that she should move on from her ex, but she left me baffled by asking me ‘Isn’t there a part of you that still thinks you guys may end up together?’

That’s something I’ve never thought about. But I did.

Yes, at a certain point in my life, I could’ve sworn that you were the one. That if there was a ever a person with whom I could’ve pictured spending eternity with, I would’ve said your name without thinking about it.

Because you were everything that I wanted in the person I wanted to call mine.

But you’ve changed, from the one you’ve gone to just someone.

I don’t know what the future holds.

Maybe you will miraculously turn into my Prince Charming.

But as of now. We’re friends, acquaintances. And that’s good enough.

Change.

People change.

I’m not the same person I was a year ago.

And I won’t be the exact same a year from now. I know this.

But sometimes the suddenness of change,  surprises me.

It baffles me how someone can be one of your closest friends, whom you think you can trust with just about anything,  and a month later they despise you with a hatred of a thousand venomous snakes.

How can someone declare their love for you one moment,  and the next say that you’re better off being friends?

How can life seem so uncomplicated, then turn upside down, leaving you flat on your face?

I know change is the only constant in life.

But it still scares me.

Right this moment,  I wouldn’t say my life is perfect,  but for the first time in a long time,  I’m content with myself.

Even though I have plenty of things to make me want to run away screaming, I’m satisfied with what I have.

I can handle change,  but I’m terrified of becoming the lonely,  depressed person I used to be.

Has anyone else ever felt this way?

 

Dead-Undead.

I was watching ‘The Fault In Our Stars’, and right about the point where Hazel Grace says ‘ Funerals are not for the dead, they’re for the living.’

And that’s when I realized.

We’re all focused on what happens to us, we never stop to think how it’ll affect those around us.

We go through the journey that is life, thinking that it’s purpose is finding out how we end up.

But it’s about the effect we have on people.

If we ever get the chance to make some one’s life for the better, then isn’t that something that makes the life we’ve lead worth something?

Doesn’t that give our life a sense of purpose?

Obviously we need to put ourselves first too.

But what is life, if it’s all about you?

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