We need to talk.
I’m not quite sure how to say this. I mean, there is no easy way to say this without someone getting hurt.
You can’t act as if it’s a big surprise. We’ve been on and off for a few months. I’ve expressed my unhappiness, I said I would finally leave you once and for all. I thought I could ignore the signs, I was so happy, remember how happy we were? I used to rise and fall with you. I used to defend you when people talked bad about you, when people urged me to leave you.
We had some great times. You know I’ll never forget you, you were my everything for so many years. I don’t want to end on bad terms, but I know that if we continue on this path we’re on, you are going to hurt me. I can’t afford that, I’m sorry.
I’ve got a confession to make.
I’ve been with someone else.
It started innocent, T helped me get to sleep, you kept me up all night.
T was there for me when I was sick and would make me feel better.
I felt calmer and happier.
Soon enough, I started going to T when I wasn’t sick and in need of sleep. It became an everyday thing. I could feel myself missing you, craving you, wanting to go back to you. I remembered the good times but that’s all they are now, they’re just good times.
I’m sorry to throw away all of our years together but I need to be away from you until we could go back to the way we used to be, once upon a time.
A la prochaine,
De moi pour toi
Have you ever wondered about the people in your life? The people you see everyday. They walk by you with headphones in ears, with phones in their hands. They walk by you and look away. What about the people on the bus? In the bus you ride every morning? In the bus leaving the station, all those people who you’ve missed. Those people who are literally going in another direction. Do you ever wonder about them? What about that bus you ran for and missed? Was that on purpose? Were you meant to get on another bus, another track, another path? Do you ever think about timing? Life’s way of telling you that it has a plan for you, that everything has been building to this particular moment, this encounter, this meeting, these people, this change in direction. Perhaps we need to feel lost, out of our comfort zone in order to come back to ourselves. Is it in adversity that we come to know ourselves best, to understand our nature as individual human beings? In order to learn something we may have lost, to know ourselves better, to accept ourselves, to love ourselves.