the ironic part about it
What I've come to learn is that in many relationships, whether it be with family, friends, or lovers, there is pain. And sometimes the pain feels like it is too much to bear. How much can your heart handle? Your chest constricts, your heart breaks, your breathing becomes shallow, and tears fall from your eyes even though you try your very hardest to keep them in...almost as if, thinking that as long as the tears don't fall, the problem doesn't really exist. Who really wants to face that kind of truth?
And the pain becomes so unbearable that you entertain the idea of running away, just so you can get away from it-that family member, that friend, that lover... You prep yourself, you get ready to leave, and then you look back and you realize that even if you leave, it will still hurt just as much being without them because for whatever reason, you still love them. If you stay or you leave, you're heartbroken either way.
And the pain becomes so unbearable that you entertain the idea of running away, just so you can get away from it-that family member, that friend, that lover... You prep yourself, you get ready to leave, and then you look back and you realize that even if you leave, it will still hurt just as much being without them because for whatever reason, you still love them. If you stay or you leave, you're heartbroken either way.