It seems like the more you try and run away from things, the sooner they will catch back up to you--and I'm not even talking about mistakes.
I'm talking about the kind of things that you'd rather forget. The heartaches, the people you thought you knew, the ones you would be better off just forgetting. It's those kinds of moments or people that you can't forget. You could have not talked for months, and if your like me, as soon as a song that reminds you of that person goes off, you find yourself bawling at the gym. Gay right?
It's those kind of moments that remind you how not over it you really are.
And it's not like you even spend time wallowing in the self-pity, being the person who can't get over it. It's when you finally are happy again, doing what you love in a place where you find your most happiness and something reminds you how bad you still want that person, or to have those moments again. Almost like its not even voluntary. And that's what pisses me off the most. When you are doing all you can, to be a stronger, better person than you were yesterday with the situation, and life turns around and slaps you right in the face with the thing you are trying to hard to forget. It's a bitch right?
Maybe i'm saying that in another time, in another place that person was your soul mate, and they could have been right for you. Maybe it's gods way of showing us that we are that capable of liking someone and having someone like us the same way in return.
But nothing is worse than meeting the right person at the wrong time.
Maybe it's the universes way of saying that later on, you will have those moments again.
