For GURU Press. Tabuk, Kalinga. Dec. 04, 2023
Truth be Told
M-16
COMPLICATED, RIGHT?
You slipped out of my hands like water. Maybe it was because I am used to not having a grip over people and situations that I let go of you quickly, even when it hurt. But it did hurt. When things fall apart, you try to fix them. And you realise that no matter what you do, things won’t be the same again, what do you do then? After the realisation, I mean. I know that the ideal protagonist in books and movies finds a way to fix things no matter what. But are we really what the books were written about? Aren’t those characters just wishes in words? I may be wrong, but I may be right as well. In a population of 8 billion, I cannot really divide the probability 50–50. Funny right? We might have more warriors of love among us than we assume.
You ask me if I am one. I smile. In all my regrets is me. I wonder thoughtfully and wander mindlessly. People would reckon I have the world at my finger when I am hanging by a thread with one finger in reality. It is all right, though.
Because in all the situations that play one after the other in accordance to the domino effect, I wondered if there would come a time again when we fall in love with each other at the right time. If there does come that time, I hope it won’t be with you again. Complicated, right?
To simplify, we run out of love. I ran out of meaning. But maybe in another life, right, soulmate?