The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold"
-Yeats, The Second Coming
It was only a matter of time before things fell apart and the center stopped holding. It's been on the brink for months, and I think I've just been too in denial to admit that things were falling apart. From where I am right now, it's hard to see how things could ever go back to how they used to be. Maybe at this point I need to focus on moving on and not holding onto the past. It's just hard when at one point that relationship was all that kept me grounded and kept me in touch with the world outside my head. I feel like I'm just throwing it all away and that I'll regret it if I don't fight harder for it.
To quote Marilyn Monroe, “I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.”
Maybe this relationship fell apart so that a new better one could fall into place. That new relationship is more amazing than I ever imagined, but it doesn't make losing the closeness of the old one hurt any less. And what happens when the new one falls apart too?
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