Monday, November 3, 2008

Hope.


Picture taken at Disneyland Paris.

Real Love

"If you really love her, you will let her go." - Fairy Godmother, Shrek II

Well this soppy quote never made much sense to me. But once you've actually experienced it for yourself, you won't have to worry about never having had real love. Because, THAT QUOTE, my friend, is truly what love is about.

Long story short, minus all the sobbing and drama, my ex-boyfriend is now going out with one of my friends. Just shoot me now, why don't you? Anyway, there's always been something lingering on between us, refusing to go, even after we broke up. Either that, or I'm a wuss and it's all my imagination. But I highly doubt. He said he would, and I quote, "Wait".

Yes, yes, romantically enough he said he would wait. And I kept him to that, because I trusted in his word. Although consequences have guided me to make the right choice in stopping this relationship, there is a side to it that glows with hope.

Hope isn't whether it will happen or not in the end and so we only keep hoping if it could turn out how we want it to be. Hope is sticking to what you believe in, no matter how unstable or unlikely it may be. This is why it's called Hope. This is why it keeps people going. Hoping. Searching.

So he might have as well written "WAIT" on a large piece of pink scented paper and then torn it up and put it in the recycling bin, because that's exactly how it felt.

My trusty comrades encourage me to avenge myself, or at least be angry. But I cannot. I simply cannot. Love doesn't stop blossoming when it becomes a one way process. Yes, thorns and thistles may spring up along the way, but love is stronger. Love prevails.

This may sound like it belongs on a Hallmark card somewhere, but really, I love him. Maybe not as much as I used to, but I feel like separation has caused it to burn steadily, a flame in the cold winter wind.

So if this is how he wants it to be, if he's really happy with this arrangement, so be it. He has moved on, and so should I.