when its over

you can't predict the end, not when the course of it is so smooth, you can't possibly avoid it not when u'r not aware, you can't make it better not when you're caught off guard. sometimes life hands you lemon after lemon and all you do is hope you lemonade skill gets better with time. with each heartbreak that for some reason i brought all to myself, i'v learnt that it is a lot harder when you had hoped more, and fantasized m0re and practically dreamt more, unlike if it hadn't been dreamy, had it been rational there could have been some control one can exercise. in a moment when things were perfect what makes one want to kick up dust and make noise? is it the way in which we've been weaved? or is it just one person's handicap? while some people spend their whole lives looking for the one, some find them and lose and find and lose until there really is no point in trying anymore.

its not always bad that its over, but sometimes the fact is no one could take the place of anyone else you've lost, they can't speak like them, they can't smile like them, they certainly can't love you like them. when one has been introduced to that kind of love, who has the right to take it all back? when you have let them love you, why do you want to hold back? don't all people make mistakes? if ever you said the wrong thing isn't the idea to see the good in people rather the bad? especially if one has professed love night and day. what drastically changes overnight?or is it gradual? what takes the place of the love you feel when a mistake is made, an error in speech? isn't the whole point of getting to know someone supposed to include the things they do wrong?

when its over the least of your worries is who gets the t.v, who gets the apartment, who hurts more. it is then that you realise you're bare to the world and have no clothing on, when you have to sleep in a wet pillow because really what transpired took you by suprise. you still don't know how to move on, you still miss the dreams you shared, the chuckles the kisses, the smell. it is then that you decide to either crawl back and beg for forgiveness or you pick up the pieces and move on. knowing you next step is vital almost as important as knowing your partner, her psychy his idea of weakness, her strong points, his way of thinking.

this is only if you feel its worth the thought, the work, the absolute mess of things, if you think its worth it, when its over, go back and start anew, dream new dreams and laugh at new jokes, when its over there is choice "to be or not to be" thats when its over...