Not even sure.

[amefallen]

To avoid the feeling of heartbreak and loss, we shield ourselves and become detached from the thing that could cause us pain. It could be a person, or a memory, or an object. The thing we never seem to learn is that it is the act of becoming detached that allows the heartbreak to happen. But it also numbs the pain, for a little while. But to love and adore so openly without a shield also invites pain, and the pain is raw. So what are we all to do? Do we push through life constantly shielding ourselves from anything that could possibly shake us, and break us? Do we flow through to the end, loving and falling, loving again, falling again, until it becomes a cycle? My point here is, do you give yourself so openly to a person, and accept the pain and love that comes with it, or do you hide within yourself avoiding the mess altogether?

Love is pain, and the two cannot exist without each other.

I don’t know why I wrote this. I don’t know why I’m sitting here at my computer at 12:50 a.m., wondering why I’m doing so in silence, without a particular feeling or thought in my brain. I don’t much care for this apathy at this time of night, but it brings on the old memories. And these particular ones are my favorite. All I know is that I’ve been writing consistently the past few nights, so this night must be another to add to it. Whatever it is.

So goodnight friends, have a pleasant evening, or day, whichever may be happening for you.