Bruises

It’s funny how a simple sentence can make you feel bad. Typed or uttered. A conversation that was supposed to be fun and engaging suddenly punched your heart, making it heavy and bruise-friendly. Good thing is, bruises heal and last for only a while. It will not leave a mark and the impact is weak, as if the pain was barely there. It’s forgettable. And that’s just how I like it.

Bruises in my heart, like a foolish kind of happiness, make me think and question myself. Why was I bruised? Did I do something wrong? Am I too sensitive? (I’m not, believe me.) Or am just thinking that I’m the victim when it’s really the other way around?

Oh gosh it’s complicated.

What I also don’t get is how I accept these bruises, how I embrace them. Maybe because they push me to a better state than where I was aka becoming a better version of myself. Or maybe because being in pain, no matter how little that is, gives me strength and compels me to be more alive, or to live more in the way I want.

Yeah. I’m asking questions I already know the answers to. Coz I feel like it. Coz that’s what I wanna do right now, in my life. Sometimes, having a messy mind is fine. And I mean it when I say sometimes you know. And let me use this term today so as to end this post, sorrynotsorry.

Count Your Blessings

This quote might not be inspiring and I think it could even make someone sad. Or all of us sad. Coz you know, we could just name anything we want that we can’t have, from the silly stuff to our infinite dreams, and it would easily ache our hearts.

But that is not to say that we should be so bitter about it or very depressed. Because even though there are a lot of things that we can’t have, there are still more that we already possess. These things might just be what’s right for us at the moment. And maybe when we’re ready, absolutely ready, we could finally get our hands on those that we want.

So don’t mull too much over things that don’t belong to us. I’m sure you know how that famous saying goes right? Count your blessings. Because they truly matter. Believe me.

This is in response to the Writer’s Quote Wednesday. [Photo]

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Pretends he doesn’t know that he’s the reason why.

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Being deceived is a hurtful thing. Pretending is the same as lying. And it becomes more painful when you know that someone is not telling the truth.

They say that the only people who could hurt us are those we love or care about. I didn’t understand it the first time I heard of it but over time learned that it’s true. We can never really hate someone we don’t love the same way only we can hurt someone who loves us. Betrayal, pretensions, dishonesty, deception, and so much more. There are many things we could do to make the ones we love aching. And that’s because they never thought we could actually hurt them.

The pain of shattered glasses on our feet is never greater than the pain of a lying loved one. At least we know that once our skin touches the ground with the broken pieces, it will bleed and hurt. But we never would have thought that someone we love could hurt us, because we believed in them.