June 27, 2012 Leave a comment
The human heart is a fragile thing. It is always on the look out for unlimited, unconditional love. It constantly desires and seeks to be loved for who it is and not what it can be molded into. Hand-in-hand with the search for this love, however, is a great risk — the risk of rejection. There is always the possibility that the one chosen to be loved and whose love is desired will not reciprocate those feelings. But if and when they do, there is always the chance that they may change their mind later on. A breakup, then, is inevitable. Whether you are the one breaking up with someone or the one getting the proverbial 30-day notice, always be true to your emotions.
If two people are meant for each other, it doesn’t always mean that they’re meant for each other now. — from Dawson’s Creek
Breakups can be a liberating or weakening experience — a mutual and quiet agreement, or a painful, unexpected and bitter parting of ways. Of course, sometimes a breakup can come as a relief when it happens. You see, when you feel that your relationship is nearing its “best before” date, having the courage to end it amicably is the best way to spare the both of you from the effects of love poisoning.
I have had plenty of encounters with people who’d been to both kinds of breakups — the obvious-to-happen and the totally-came-out-of-left-field finishes. From their tales, it is apparent that both types can be difficult in their own right, and oftentimes, left them wondering exactly what happened. There were times where I have to go ‘heart-to-heart’ with the soon-to-be ex and piece together from his or her lamentations the beginning of the end of their affair, or in most cases, I go solo in ‘reverse engineering’ the demise of a relationship based on stories from previous drinking sessions with the BF (usually my friend) or coffee conversations with the GF (mostly a friend’s friend). In both occasions, I am usually left more puzzled, not really knowing why or how they were no longer an item.
But today was different…
It should have been raining. It almost always rains in the movies when someone gets dumped and have his or her heart broken. Instead, it was a beautiful day! The noon sun was at its brightest. Birds merrily chirping. The local denizens going about their usual routines.
There he was — the bumbling hero in this short and crazy film, the script filled with gaping holes where all the witty dialogues were supposed to be — in the hot glare of the noonday sun, walking absentmindedly between the towering buildings along Ayala Avenue, sweat drenching his brow. Subconsciously flipping open and close the cap of the green Starbucks tumbler in his left hand, his bespectacled eyes squinted to make out the letters appearing on the small screen of an antiquated mobile phone held by his right hand. What at first seemed like jumbled words collated from a barrage of digital dispatches, eventually translated into: WE’RE DONE. OVER. BYE.
Changing ways, don’t come with a manual,
I’m learning with every mistake that I make,
Pardon me, I might be that ignorant,
To think I can unravel this knot we made…
and don’t you feel crazy when no one will listen
And all of the people you thought that were different
End up be like the rest of the pack, It’s so fuckin’ lame.
It’s harder than ever to get it together
When Looping the hoops cannot be for the better
The ties that we pull undo the whole thing
You got me all tied up and twisted yea
You got me all up in a knot
(You know you do)
And every time I talk you don’t listen, damn,
I think it’s time you loosen up.
— Outasight, Loosen Up