Can you ever love two people at the same time? Is the human heart capable of holding on to such a strong emotion for more than one person or do we fool ourselves into believing that we can love someone else, even if there is still another inside our heart. This is something I have struggled with for months - a question that weighs on my mind even now. What lengths will we go to to convince ourselves that missed opportunities and failed chances are in our past and how many will we hurt?
In my experience. I find it hard to hold and express the love I feel for just one person, so how could I hang on to two? I know I struggle to let things go, and while I may seem a success at replacing cherished ones easily, I do not. I feel as though my heart is riddled with caverns. Places where love lived and died and now stands an empty testament to broken promises and dreams. Or perhaps I should compare them more to banked fires - they may seem not to burn anymore, to be nothing but cold dead ashes but somehow are sparked to life with the slightest of fancies.
And what of the feeling - to be one among many? To wonder if you hold a place in someone's heart or if you merely fill a need for them? Some gap that becomes less obvious with you there, but a void none the less. Do you slip into the void - slowly, inexorably, until you become subsumed with in it? And when you do, is that when you become discarded? replaceable? tossable?
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