Ramblings

I've always kind of wondered.. when does someone start becoming important? How is it that one day you wake up and wonder.. "How did I ever get through the day before this?"

It baffles me. When does it happen? How does it happen? WHY does it happen? What is it about that person that makes not caring impossible?

Especially when caring is the last thing you want to do. You want to hate them, or show them in some way that, hey! I can get on without you! But you know it could backfire. That person could walk away and never come back. They'd walk away and you'd be left there. Alone.

People say move on. You'll care for another one day. Maybe even more than you do for the person who had your heart in their hands, but let it slip through and shatter. You'll learn to love again.

You know better than they do. A broken heart never fully recovers, never really heals. There will always be cracks where the pieces have been too far gone to fit back into place. You never forget; you CAN'T forget.

Because that one person has taken all of you. And he has never given it back. How could he? He didn't even know he had you in the first place.

Then you wonder. Should you tell him? Is it worth the risk? And then, as clear as day, you know it is not. Because if he were to walk out of your life forever, it would be a fate a thousand times worse than death.

Depressing? You betcha.