Like the tides turn, the seasons change.
A child is born and a person also dies.
In biblical terms there is a time for everything
A time to sow and a time to reap
A time to celebrate and a time to mourn
A time to meet and definitely a time to part
They say we meet to part and part to meet and I would stick to the first notion
We sure meet to part and for some never to meet again
How could I have known that the rose among the thorns was actually a poisonous bush? How could I have known that the one I gave my heart to was going to smash it into a million pieces and it would only take the painter to fix the original portrait, or the Potter to men the destroyed merchandise? When lover turns into enemy and the affairs of the heart become the last thing you want to talk about.
How could I have known that the one whom when mentioned sent shivers down my spine would be the same whose thoughts would bring tears and pain? How could I have known that all those things said to me were all lies and a mere fantasy. All the promises were sure empty. Thus proving that promises are like babies, easy to make and the delivery never a task for the faint hearted.
How could I have known that the sweet and soothing words only came from the tip of the tongue and not the depth of the heart or was I simply to blind to see the truth lurking before me? Was I simply blind or I was merely in denial. When that moment the person who makes you cry is the same person you would have wanted to wipe the same tears.
How could I have known that all the moments we shared would soon be like dust, gone with the wind? How could I have known that instead of smiles and great joy, the life I love would bring me tears and heartache? How could I have known that my caring and forgiving heart would soon be filled with hatred, pain and become unforgiving?
How could I have known that at this moment I would be looking back and wouldn’t have anything to talk, smile or laugh about? When before I used to think at this very moment I would have been celebrating a love that would have grown and blossomed in the years. How could I have known that after this heartbreak I wouldn’t have anything to show for the love I once felt or had in my heart?
How could I have known that leaving someone you loved and thought loved you back hurt as bad as losing someone to death? How could I have known that this one was going to hurt? I wish someone had told me that love does hurt sometimes. How could I have known that what I thought was love was nothing close to the four lettered word?
How could I have known that what I thought was, was not really what it is and would never be what I would have wanted it to be? The one I gave my heart to; crushed it. How could I have known that love hurts so badly? How could I have known that this was not meant to last forever and truly in this life nothing is ever guaranteed? How I wish I had known.