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08-17-2015, 05:17 PM
Elsa,
Feel lucky for what you have, when you have it. Happily ever after doesn’t mean happy forever.
The way he was speaking had her reeling- both in confusion and distress. The words he had just spoken held a lot of weight, but at the same time, lacked so much content as to make them eerily cryptic. What could have possibly happened to make him this way? What could have possibly happened to make her this way?
Was it all by choice, or just some stupid version of karma coming back for revenge? The endless avalanche of questions just kept pouring down. But did it really all boil down to stupid interaction? He made it sound so simple, like the epicenter of every problem was drawn back to love and loss. It was almost like they had a choice to be happy, and instead, they chose to dwell in their own self-pity and ferment in depression.
Oh if life was that easy.
”Why don’t you change it? Forget they, or whatever it was, existed, and just, be new.” Reality was, she didn’t say that for him at all. Hearing those words come out of her own mouth, it was like she was finally giving permission. Did she have to love him anymore? Did she have to love the girls anymore? There was no way she would forget. But somewhere in her mind, she could put them in a corner. There, she could lock them away and begin anew. No one could touch it, and even she wouldn’t venture back there.
”Do you mind me asking what happened?” Her face shied away at the moment, fearing retaliation. Maybe he wasn’t as protective over his grievances as her, but she knew that if she knew someone this little, and they had asked… she would implode into an emotional disaster. Curiosity would kill the cat though, and she accepted her fate if that was to be. He’d be doing her a favor, right? ”For what it’s worth. I’m sorry.” It slipped out of her mouth before she could strangle it. Her pity meant nothing, and in the scheme of things, he’s probably heard it before. It’s the one thing though, that she craved hearing from somebody. Then she could be released from the bonds of her psyche, and finally scream to the world that she is not crazy. She would have a reason to cry then, and to feel the emotional tension finally snap. That was freedom at it's core.
"talk"
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