Little Black Book
[sidenote: After watching Little Black Book, I was inspired to write coz I was super jealous of the flow of her telling the story... if you haven't watched it... you may want to skip the second paragraph, coz I sort of hinted to the ending... this isn't really my take of the movie, nor is it actually coming from the movie... I just used it to start my own flow that somehow got to a point that I was trying to make a while back, yet is said clearer... i think? haha such bull I doubt my ownself...]
we all have these notions to search the past to learn where certain people came from. But it's hard to know whether or not it is better to delve in and learn the bitter truth, or to forever hide from the fear of knowing.
I'm not saying that shoveling through your ex's past will ultimately lead you to pain, but sometimes it's that fear that leads us not to. But what if, what if, like Stacey, it was better to search through that little black book... Though it pained her, it actually proved to be more futile at the end. It lead her to end the masquerade and face the fears she knew to be true. Why prolong the inevitable, when you know all to well the ending.
Yet, sometimes it is better not to know than to know. To live in the darkness and put on a facade that it does not matter. When you know that somewhere... a small part of you does care. Does want to know, but at the same time, too scared to know.
The path of love never did run smoothly, even the small bumps may seem like crashing waves at times. Love is a battle, a battle who's ending we only hope to live on happily and forever until the next life. But it's one we all have to face... in one way or another. Whether or not we decide to let the “past be past” and let the past linger away to bittersweet memories or to get a slight glimpse of what that past was and how it brought one to be.
And if we do decide to get that glimpse, be careful on how to judge that past. Because yes, the past may mark the man they have become... but it does not always necessarily mean that it marks their character as of now. We can't always judge someone by their past, what we should judge a person by, is not of who they were in the past, but rather who they have become from traveling upon that journey. Whether they have learned and put their faults aside from them... or if they have simply ignored them and continue on.
we all have these notions to search the past to learn where certain people came from. But it's hard to know whether or not it is better to delve in and learn the bitter truth, or to forever hide from the fear of knowing.
I'm not saying that shoveling through your ex's past will ultimately lead you to pain, but sometimes it's that fear that leads us not to. But what if, what if, like Stacey, it was better to search through that little black book... Though it pained her, it actually proved to be more futile at the end. It lead her to end the masquerade and face the fears she knew to be true. Why prolong the inevitable, when you know all to well the ending.
Yet, sometimes it is better not to know than to know. To live in the darkness and put on a facade that it does not matter. When you know that somewhere... a small part of you does care. Does want to know, but at the same time, too scared to know.
The path of love never did run smoothly, even the small bumps may seem like crashing waves at times. Love is a battle, a battle who's ending we only hope to live on happily and forever until the next life. But it's one we all have to face... in one way or another. Whether or not we decide to let the “past be past” and let the past linger away to bittersweet memories or to get a slight glimpse of what that past was and how it brought one to be.
And if we do decide to get that glimpse, be careful on how to judge that past. Because yes, the past may mark the man they have become... but it does not always necessarily mean that it marks their character as of now. We can't always judge someone by their past, what we should judge a person by, is not of who they were in the past, but rather who they have become from traveling upon that journey. Whether they have learned and put their faults aside from them... or if they have simply ignored them and continue on.