Not everyone is like you, not everybody can forget their past and just move on as if it never existed. Not everybody can fall in love again and again.
Let me tell you one thing: a short story filled with love is way better than a novel filled with hate.
You may forget easily but I can stop seeing our friends, stop going where we used to hang out, stop listening to the music we listened to together, I can move houses, neighborhoods, cities, even countries, but I can’t forget.
I can become a workaholic so I cannot even have a second to thinking about the past, but it doesn’t work. I can pretend I don’t care, I can say I don’t care but who am I really lying to other than myself?
I can choose to walk away like you did or I can be the better person and the problems, but what’s it going to change? I can ask myself or a million people so many questions you left unanswered but who really has the answer? I can run away from it all and never look back but who is to say that it won’t just follow me everywhere I go?
I can close my eyes and not dream about you but then you are the first person I think of in the morning.
(via this secret)
19 Oct 08
