However, none of that is to say that I am a firm believer in religion. Religion, in my opinion, is a fabrication concocted by man for no other reason than to push people apart. And sometimes, it's a vehicle for people's discriminatory mindsets, an excuse, and a rather poor one, to not give a person a chance.
One thing that I learned back in seventh grade was that paradigms, the way we see things, were something that stood in our way. The stubbornness and closemindedness we exhibit towards certain people and ways of life prohibit growth and squander opportunities to live our lives to the fullest, and to ultimately, be happy.
You know, maybe it was only a month of my life. 34 days. But in those 34 days, nothing made me happier than when I was with you. And it pains me knowing that no matter what we felt for each other, it can never be anything.
The feeling of helplessness is a terrible one. It's like trying to swim upstream towards dry land, praying that the current turns around to lend you a helping hand, knowing full well that it won't.
34 days. I know it's not a lot, but you have a piece of my heart that I don't think I'll get back. A piece I don't think I want back. You are the most beautiful thing in the world to me, and it saddens me to have realized that it is indeed as they say: The world always wins. It doesn't matter how we felt. You are who you are, and more important, I am who I am. And because of that, I'll always have to wonder.
What would happen if the world didn't always win?
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