When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
--Kahlil Gibran
I have always wondered why those same things that brought you joy in the beginning can bring you pain in their demise..
Like when you first meet a guy, his eyes, his style, his cologne, his quirks, they are all cute, acceptable, unique, just a part of the man you "love"... but when things turn sour, those same things that you loved in the beginning become the things you hate. The way his lips curl is no longer a signature smile it's an ugly smirk, his cologne which you once used to wear if he wasn't around or sniff off his clothes, now resembles that of a skunk, stank and unbearable. Why?
when you break up with someone, how comes it's those things that you thought made that person special to you that now irk you to no end and actually cause the demise of the relationship.. Like his quirky sense of time was okay at first, it meant he was spontaneous, Now it just means he's a late ass bastard. His late nights at work once meant he was a dedicated hard working brother.. now he's a workaholic and only thinks about himself never making time for you... His creative flair in the kitchen now reveals to you that the brother wouldn't know a recipe if you showed him one and he has always been just throwing shit together.. which now you realize is nasty as hell... his elusive nature you once thought was mysterious is actually sneaky... See.. why?
Khalil Gibran never lied....
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
--Kahlil Gibran
could it be that our loves and our hates are truly points on the same scale colors on the same rainbow caught from opposite sides of the spectrum????
how do you make it balance out or all we always going to experience the ying and the yang the front and the back, the joy in our pains, and vice versa...
somehow i think so..... and perhaps it's always why i am cautious when joy comes extreme.. I know one day the opposite feeling will come. So i try to enjoy and remember the good moments when they occur... I need to take note, I tend to forget sometimes that these same bad points were once the highlight..
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