I was recently given an address of a blog.
It documented the passion, glory, love, hatred, revelations, and most importantly the transformation of a person.
Reading the blog, I saw things through her eyes. She is a good writer, and elaborates well on her emotions. It’s either that, or she is just so explicit and literal about things that makes her descriptions of the event so “in your face”. I felt her emotions, I feel how she felt.. I AM FEELING, how she felt..
Humans are emotional creatures, it is scary how one’s feeling can have such drastic variation with time. People change. There’s nothing wrong with that, since change is the only constant. But… there’s just this “but”…
But what about the paths that we took?
But what about the laughters that we shared?
But what about the rain that we weathered?
But what about the promises that we made, that you made?
Everything that used to mean the world to someone.. can at the end of the day become so small and erasable..
I’m not judging.. I’m in no position to.. in fact, no one has the right to judge..
Why invest feelings in someone, when we all knew that humans are fickle..
How do we know that someone is sincere when the person said “I Love You”?
Ans: till the day when you’re on your deathbed and the person is still holding your hand.
To: everyone is who taking a blow because of the change that your loved one is undergoing..
To err is human, to forgive.. divine..
That’s all I can say.. after all.. we are only human.
