It is universally acknowledged that any human being won't stick to his/her routine for a long time, meaning: the term routine is a temporary description applying for nobody and anybody.
It is also of equal consideration that nobody will ever have to face the trouble of forgetting the ones he loved and died, the ones he lived with and so on, because God gave us all the gift of forgetting each and everything, equally to the power of resisting this gift and the strong will to hold on to certain memories. That's why it is up to us: whether to love forever or not, whether to hate forever or not, whether to have a temporary routine or not.
But as common sense requires, any reasonable person keeps deep feelings (were they pride or vanity, intimacy whatsoever), experiences and pictures in his mind, which he can check on once and a while when fate reminds him of them. All these pieces are joined together, creating each and every one's perception of life and living.
So, any person we lose, which would make a broken heart of us, could be somehow recurred by the passing of time, the changing of routine.
Anyone who reads this may ask himself: So what? We all know this long ago. Or just: Nonsense.
What I am intending to express is that we can sometimes lose this lover or this boy/girlfriend (that's something expected, as real love is a part of any by passing though precious routine). The one thing we can never replace or make amends to is family. And by family I don't only mean parents and relatives, I also mean those dear friends who have been so important in our lives as to become part of our family for some time.
I just wish that whenever life tries to do us and our dearest ones apart, we will be able to hold on to them, dead or alive, forever or occasionally.
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