I said I was fine. That I was okay. And I am. And when things shifted into a different turn, where probably I should have been happier--- I realized I am not. Relieved somehow, maybe. Exactly why I don't like being hopeful for things I do not have control of, because I know I can end up brokenhearted. And I guess that is what I am these days, brokenhearted. My heart aches not for a failed relationship or for a romantic falling out, but for a happy feeling that I have somehow learned to embrace but is now forever lost.
Such a short journey but so much filled with mixed emotions. The whole idea was overwhelming. Took me a while to catch up, let it sink and all. And when I finally embraced it, everything just came crashing apart. The story of our lives. But then again, bitterness isn't my cup of tea. God doesn't let things happen if it isn't the right time. Or meant for us. That I know and believe.
Funny how I came across this image once more, but in a very different mood this time. I used this image on my July 21 entry, and I felt the colors and text quote perfectly fits what I felt at that time, that's why I posted it. And now I came across this one. I just saved it on my camera roll. I didn't even know they were almost the exact image minus the text quote and colors, until I started this entry. I'd like to think this one says-- "Yeah, it's sad. But things are gonna get better. It always does.".
So maybe someday, yolkie. Till then.