A goodbye is always awful. You know in your mind, that you are better off without them, yet you can’t. But this post is not about her being lovesick. It’s about her accepting the truth. .It’s about the ‘no drama’ phase. It’s about the time, ‘after moving on’.
Right after a break up, your pals will immediately tell you to move on. They will say it’s the best medicine. But that’s where you go wrong. Don’t run away from the raging storm inside you. You can’t escape the very thing that’s ripping you apart. What hells must you endure before you see that the cure for love sickness is never somebody else. The only prescription you will ever need is time.
There are big problems & then there are small problems. There was this one time when you thought things would never work out the way you want them to. .well, fuck! Because things hardly work out the way you want them to. But somehow, someday you just make it through all the shit you thought you could never clear up. Guess what, I did. And so did a hundred others. & so will a Thousand others.
Its never as bad as it could be. .
Things are never as bad as they could be.