Thanks for sharing this. It's a thoughtful exploration of love. I want to be critical of the way you lose hope in the dreams of romantic true love by the end, but I know it's hard with sometimes just to write the words themselves. You've put yourself out here in a beautifully vulnerable way, so I'll just say thank you.
It hurts. To hold back for fear of causing someone else pain. To force them to be honest about the little lies they used for comfort that would let them shift the perspective just enough for them to see the potential of the things they left behind. Those moments dig into us like gaping wounds deeper than the Grand Canyon. It's easier to fill them in with asphalt than think about them, but then we'd never have the canyon that we're trying to hide out of shame. So I hope you've become a little more shameless in your old age and it lets you know how good it can be to stay naive. Only in that way can ignorance ever be bliss. Otherwise, it's just stupidity, an unwillingness to learn, grow, and be reborn by the knowledge of our folly.
I need more writing like this in my life. Please and thank you
And you post just 5 minutes after I comment 🤩
Haha, yea I am really going to get into trouble for this next one. At least, I'm honest.
Just finished reading it and I loved every bit of it. Keep it up!
Thanks for sharing your experience, I’m sorry it was so heartbreaking.
I meant to ask, where in VA are you located?
Quite good introspection.
Well done!
The foolishness of youth, gets us in many predicaments, but it also teaches us many lessons and gives us many gifts, only understood in retrospect.
The memories will always lurk, but as now, will become more tempered as time passes.
Thanks for sharing this. It's a thoughtful exploration of love. I want to be critical of the way you lose hope in the dreams of romantic true love by the end, but I know it's hard with sometimes just to write the words themselves. You've put yourself out here in a beautifully vulnerable way, so I'll just say thank you.
It hurts. To hold back for fear of causing someone else pain. To force them to be honest about the little lies they used for comfort that would let them shift the perspective just enough for them to see the potential of the things they left behind. Those moments dig into us like gaping wounds deeper than the Grand Canyon. It's easier to fill them in with asphalt than think about them, but then we'd never have the canyon that we're trying to hide out of shame. So I hope you've become a little more shameless in your old age and it lets you know how good it can be to stay naive. Only in that way can ignorance ever be bliss. Otherwise, it's just stupidity, an unwillingness to learn, grow, and be reborn by the knowledge of our folly.
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