Muscle memory
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Sometimes i think of you with my heart, just because my heart is a muscle, and muscles have muscle memory. Even though you no longer have any connection to me now or anytime in my foreseeable future, there it is again, the ache in my heart. How deceitful the heart may be!
You once told me that I wanted everything! We cant have everything, you said.
Although it is true that we cannot have everything, I felt frustrated to hear that coming from you.
At that time i didn't know why and how to explain it.
But now I know that what i wanted was not everything-
I just wanted for us to be happy.
I go in one big circle to remind myself why we ALL arent talking anymore.
When cant be happy together, then just be happy apart.
Be happy.
“
You can’t live your life for other people. You’ve got to do what’s right for you, even if it hurts some people you love.”
—
The Notebook
