Reflections

Reflections. Of another day. Another time. Of days cherished. Of times forgotten.

They say "it is better to have loved and lost then never to have loved at all". I say, "that's crap!" Loosing the one you love hurts like hell. It has happened to all of us. Don't lie and say, "oh, but I am so much stronger, and wiser, and more loving now then if he/she hadn't dumped me"! Who are we kidding? If you were never dumped by the person you loved most in all the world, you'd be just fine.

The question isn't "to be dumped, or not to be dumped?", the question is what would your life be like if you had gotten your wish to be with the one you loved most? Sure, everyone of us would say, "Then I would be happy and everything would have worked out perfectly". Ya think? I mean, do you really believe that? When does anything ever work out perfectly? Humm? Ahhh? Like....never! That's because we think we know best. But, I believe we all know we don't always know best. Do we?

Let's say the little fairy people who live outside our thoughts know better then we do. Those friendly little guys and girls who help us understand the situation when it all goes 'tits-up'. Those tiny little voices that come out of neatly dressed pixies that never have bad hair days, and always look obnoxiously happy. Them. They are always there to tell us what shits the people who dumped us were. Confirming our inner most thoughts..."he'll be back once he realized what a mistake he made." It's those thoughts that have us checking our phones for messages telling us they want us back. Listening for that knock on the door, when there they are, on their hands and knees begging us to take them back.

It's happened, and when it does you think you are the luckiest person in the world. But, as you are dressing for your reunion date with Mr./Ms. Perfect, you suddenly hear your own voice tuning in. "Hey, you're getting on really well without him/her. You have moved on, and the person you are with now thinks you're the sun, the moon, and the stars!" But, we push our own voice aside and proceed to look amazing for our perfect mate. But, as the evening progresses, we realize, they aren't so perfect after all. The other one, that I lied to tonight, just to be with you, makes me laugh, listens to what I have to say, lingers that much longer when gazing into my eyes, and let's face, I'm think more about him, then I ever have, about you!

I say, live, love, laugh, cry. It's all good. It all makes us human. And, yeah, it does make us stronger and happier, the next time around. When will we ever find the perfect person? Do they actually exist? Yes, I believe they do. It's the one staring back at you when you brush your teeth, and comb your hair, and take one final look before leaving the house. That's the perfect person who deserves all your love and attention. All the others? Well, let's just say they keep us company.