Monday, February 08, 2010

Love breaks.

And somehow, every time it happens, we're shocked.

You sit there and you think, this is just a rough patch, we love each other, so obviously its going to work out. Then you remember that conversation with your friend where she told you on the phone tearfully, "I just *knew* I'd found my own. I was settled. Done. And then it fell apart." And you realize that now, 3 years later, it didn't magically fix itself. They were perfect for each other (even in their own eyes), yet they aren't together. So you pause on those drastic measures you had in your head of just leaving him with nothing but a note, as the realization dawns that the thought of him tracking you down and standing out in the rain telling you how you complete him might actually happen, but probably won't end with the kiss that says and forgives and erases everything.

And so you watch it break and you can't do a thing about it, and you're pissed off that, as usual, John Mayer put it perfectly. Slow dancing in a burning room. And then you wonder, wouldn't we all just be FINE in love and not make dumb mistakes if we just took a class on "Continuum"?

Happy Valentines week, y'all.

2 comments:

Myne Whitman said...

Yeah, love breaks and only sometimes can it be put together again.

TayneMent said...

I really need to stop this habit of forgetting the content and concentrating on how it was written. This was written so well, I am concerned about the subject matter sha but yea nothing in this God Given earth is guaranteed. sad. I do figure that the same way people just know they are supposed to be is the same way people just know deep down when love breaks.