It’s a funny world.
And sad too.
You learn lots of things, and at every turn in life, you un-learn them. You get burned yet you walk a similar path, with maybe a different trim, and walk through the blazing agony again.
Long ago, I learned to trust my instincts and keep a check on my over-emotional heart. More than 3 years ago, I went through a phase where my trust and affection were blown to smithereens, by the most un-suspecting of souls. I could sense the vibe since day 1 but I let pity and sympathy over-ride my instinctive directives. And thus, the heartbreak.
And today, it’s like déjà vu. I want to undo it all. I want to retrace my steps and be where I started from. And take a different path. Maintain distance. Not whisper secrets with utmost confidence. Not listen to the darkest truths being voiced by the other. But then, I wonder, would I really take a different path? Would I be able to defy “the” pull and allow my instincts to direct me? For some reason, I don’t think so.
Sometimes, it’s confusing. Known to be always on guard yet such painful scars?
Maybe someday it will change.
If I could, I would-let go.