Is it possible to repair something that’s been so broken even finding the pieces has become a game of find the needle in the haystack?
We’ve all been in relationships where it ends, well, for a multitude of reasons, but, don’t we all imagine that miraculously things can go back to the way they were before? Before all the screaming and shouting, before all the words said out of anger and hurt, before some of us thought the grass was greener on the other side, before all the things that we did just to survive that may have hurt other people?
We carry that dead relationship like an old photo, where you only remember that specific moment where you have that stupid grin on your face forgetting all the moments before and after that “magical photo opportunity”. When you forget how it is you got here in the first place, the long journey that went horribly astray, the detour you can’t remember taking that took you to a fork in the road.
And, like that fork in the road, you may eventually meet up back on the same road but, both your journeys have led you to different places and left their mark on the both of you.
Unfortunately change is inevitable, and when you meet up again, some hard lessons may have been learnt in the meanwhile and the distance between you lengthened. As you try to patch the pieces together misunderstandings become mountains and carelessness becomes a knife. Past hurts become a stranger lying in your bed separating you, and yeah, we’d kick that bitch outta the bed if we both weren’t holding onto her so tightly.
Some will survive the trip and some of us wont, some of us will try to pick up the pieces and glue them back together and fail miserably when we realize that the cracks still remain, leaving weak points that could crumble at any time. And some of will rise triumphant when we realize that a new beginning means exactly that- something shiny and brand new. Starting over, not picking up the pieces..xxx
