Rest of my life

Today is the first day of the rest of my life.

Sometimes, even good things end. While they’re still good. There is a reason, and although hard to comprehend, you follow your heart. Because it’s the right thing to do.

The life I had planned for us will just not happen. I think it will take a while for my heart to process this fact, while my brain seems to have known for a while. Funny how these two can behave so differently.

Tom & CloeHe is the best person I was ever able to share my life with. What can I say. It’s hard to find truly good people. He’s my best friend. I somehow refuse to allow myself to think of us others than boyfriend and girlfriend, which we have been for almost four years now – what feels like a lifetime. But the fact is, times have changed since last week and turned us into something else. A weird combination of two people living together, loving each other, but still not being able to proceed staying together.

The worst thing is sitting in a home that we still share, but being alone. Waiting for the inevitable to happen, unable to stop it, seeing it coming, sadness swapping over you like a dark wave the size of a tsunami. Maybe that’s why my brain has turned my heart off by now. Huh.

Respect is a magical thing. I would highly recommend it to anyone.

He has taught me of its importance, and now I feel it will save our friendship – in the long run of course. Because that stupid brain of mine hasn’t told my heart yet to not be broken, but to be looking forward to living my life to the fullest, taking opportunities that I until now hadn’t allowed myself to take, and become happy again. Because once you finally find your way, when you discover your strengths and make peace with your weaknesses, it will happen again. That’s just how it goes.

So now to new adventures. See what life has to offer. Or rather, where it has to offer it. See what I did here? Let’s go somewhere. Some place magical. Leave that tsunami, leave the memories – at least for now that they still hurt – and give them time to turn into good ones.

In the meantime, let’s make more good memories.

I’ve got this idea….

misscloe

Born in Europe, a word-traveller and artist by heart, (temporarily) residing in Vancouver, Canada. I live for passion, and love the power of imagination, creation and inspiration. Life is too short to just let it pass by. Carpe Diem!

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