Things that hurt
- being unsure of how someone feels about you
- feeling like they are mad at you
- being misunderstood by people you care about
- being judged by people you care about
- feeling like you lost something that was never yours
- feeling like you’re doing too much
- thinking you aren’t doing enough
- not knowing if you should say something
- worried about what they’ll think if you do say it
- feeling like you care more than they do
Today i was at Kohls when i saw this old lady. 80+ years old. just walking around by herself just looking lost. I went up to her and asked her if she was okay. She replied “I cannot find my husband”. I said ” Well, do you know where he is?”. She said,”no i don’t know where he went”. and so i was just standing there sorta not knowing what to do, while she was telling me what he looked like and how he fought in the Vietnam War. She kept on talking for five more minutes about his life about how crazy that war was, and how much he loved his country and how he told her that after this war everything will be alright, and we’ll live happily ever after.
Then from out of nowhere this lady’s daughter shows up, and ask me what happened. I just told her she was looking for her husband. She replied ” My father passed away during the Vietnam war”.
I rarely cry or tear up anymore, besides from frustration, but you know what this straight up had me tearing. This is pure and true love. I want a wife like her, who will love me as if I was still alive even when I’m gone.
i guess an occasion like this substantiates the meaning of TLND.
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.
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| — | Neil Gaiman (via bobbypinned) |
