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 When you don't want something to happen, something to be real, you try your best to forget about it.

But you can't.

Because if you can, you wouldn't wish it wasn't real so bad.

So you'd try to bury it.

But you can't do that, either.

Because you care about it.

Sometimes you might have to accept the fact that it has changed. 

Sometimes you might have to keep the old memories and move on.

Sometimes you might have to let it go.

But sometimes, you can stop it from changing.

But that is VERY rare.


Every time your mind wanders down that dangerous path, you try your best to waft it away.

You're scared of it.

You're sad about it.

Upset.

Angry.

But it's up to you to express it in a not so harsh way, which will make you feel better.

Which is what I'm doing now.


But, maybe not all changes have to upset you.

Sure, you'll regret it at first, but you might actually like it more than the last.

But even if you don't, that's okay. Because you can create more new changes which will make you happy, or maybe even happier. Even if it means you'll have to let go of the old one.


Comments

  1. AnonymousJuly 12, 2024 at 9:21 PM

    Very very interesting write up. Fight between mind and heart written in an abstract way. May be very fact finding one. Pure thoughts beautifully expressed. Very good.

    Babu Thaths

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  2. T.SrinivasanJuly 12, 2024 at 10:26 PM

    As usual a positive ending with good message. An analytical poem. Make us think a lot.
    Super Shriyandhaa
    From Pushpa Patti

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  3. JayasreeJuly 15, 2024 at 11:02 AM

    Great reading....I am just awestruck about a child's understanding of life 🙏 good message for young and old .....

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