So very often we chase the things we can never get. Whether a person or a commodity. We are so blinded by what is in front of us that we change to such an extent that we don't even recognize ourselves anymore. We are so lost in what we find. It's disgustingly stupid. We indulge ourselves so much in the chase, giving it all we've got and more all for that little glimmer of hope that everything will work out fine but in the end it never does and we are bound to misery. The thing or the person we wish to possess was never ours in the first place. We form such an attachment to them because that's all we dream about, that is all we want. We treat them with respect, kindness, care and all we get in return is frustration because we still hang on to expectations. An expectation always leads to frustration.
Every thought, every moment spent with or around that thing or person becomes so addictive and memorable that we assume it is perfect. It cripples us completely. We're shattered each and every night as that person or thing slowly slips away. And we're foolish enough to wake up and daydream about them again. And we are still stupid enough to not let go because of this thing called "hope".
So what prevents us from letting go? Is it that the hatred, the pain, the agony, the sadness, depression and a sense of defeat make us feel alive? Is it that we enjoy these feelings? Or are we just hopeless optimists blinded by this so called "love"?
As disgusting as it sounds, we all go through it. What we want, what we need, the people we love all slip away as you crumble and fall to pieces. Nothing lasts forever. We neglect the cons which we would have seen from a mile away and end up being hurt when they hit us. Remember, nothing lasts forever... and as everything this shall pass too! If it works out... cherish it... if it doesn't... it's still a plus point.
Every thought, every moment spent with or around that thing or person becomes so addictive and memorable that we assume it is perfect. It cripples us completely. We're shattered each and every night as that person or thing slowly slips away. And we're foolish enough to wake up and daydream about them again. And we are still stupid enough to not let go because of this thing called "hope".
So what prevents us from letting go? Is it that the hatred, the pain, the agony, the sadness, depression and a sense of defeat make us feel alive? Is it that we enjoy these feelings? Or are we just hopeless optimists blinded by this so called "love"?
As disgusting as it sounds, we all go through it. What we want, what we need, the people we love all slip away as you crumble and fall to pieces. Nothing lasts forever. We neglect the cons which we would have seen from a mile away and end up being hurt when they hit us. Remember, nothing lasts forever... and as everything this shall pass too! If it works out... cherish it... if it doesn't... it's still a plus point.
