You know when… it’s time to move on.

You know when you’re so angry with someone you want to rip their face off, but you know you won’t because you never want to see them again?

You know when there are so many things to say and people to tell, that you’re not sure you can even face starting?

You know when something was so much a part of your life and your soul, that you’re not sure if you’re the same person now it’s gone?

You know when there’ve been so many lies, that you don’t know if there were ever any truths?

You know when you wish and hope more than ever that karma is true, so that the universe will resolve things for you?

You know when something was so known, that to realise that it’s unknowable is unthinkable and unbearable?

You know when you’re thinking about some things and someone says, “you look really angry”, and you think, “yeah even I noticed that”?

You know when something is so devastating, that you know you have to find a way to get over it quickly before it destroys you?

You know when you finally see the light, and it’s so bright that it melts all the scales from your eyes?

You know when you feel so many things at once, that you’re not sure if you’re feeling anything at all anymore?

You know when something is so despicable, that it absolves you of any self-blame or guilt you ever, ever had?

You know when you’re so afraid of what people will think, that you tell them you’re ok?

You know when someone is so bad for you, that they highlight all the good in your life, what you do still have, the people who make your life better, the things that are there to look forward to, and it happens at just the right time, at a poignant, life-changing time?

I guess everyone has a purpose.  It’s time to move on.

© Catastraspie, 2013.

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2 Responses to You know when… it’s time to move on.

  1. autisticook says:

    I know. I feel for you. The road is long, with many a winding turn…

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