I have been thinking a lot about a special person. I know I shouldn’t. And I thought I have developed an immunity after so many years, but I was wrong.
I still feel much love for this person. I guess we were merely destined to be friends till the end of times. I guess the greatest gift for a person is the ability to respect someone else’s wishes, even if it means yours would be unfulfilled. What we could do, is to feel hurt a little and get on with our lives.
It doesn’t mean we have to hate the other person. It doesn’t mean we were probably indebted to this person in our past lives and hence, we felt so much pain in this lifetime. It doesn’t mean life would not get any better after this.
At this moment, there are still so much in my life I would like to fix – my weight, my relationships, my hair, my ingrown toe nails… etc, I still feel pretty much blessed. I don’t understand why. I just feel liberated.