“People come and go, in and out of each other’s lives like it’s nothing. So I don’t know how/why this should be a big deal.” – Lauren Barnholdt
June 6, 2016 • 11:41pm
But that’s because people come and go.
“People come and go…”
Sounds so simple, isn’t it? But when you really think critically about it, it isn’t really. That. Simple. People seems to forget the drain and emptiness that you feel, and tend to say these kind of phrase to make it sound so simple… plain… and easy. People come and go. But, really? Is it really that simple? Or… easy? It almost sounds like it’s nothing. People come and go like it’s nothing. People love to make it sound like it’s nothing. Like, some kind of material thing that has a lower value than itself; or that it cost nothing . It sounds so cheap and petty. Because truth is, it’s just nothing, no big deal at all. They always make it sound like that. Same as “move on” or “let go” or… “Forget”. F^ck that.
And it’s times like these… where I’d think to myself, ‘these shallow folks do not really know pain. They don’t even understand a thing about it.’ And then my negative view, and cynical perception about them goes on… and on… and on. Again.
Wow. What a brilliant phrase it is that reminds us of how awfully destructed we became when left by the people that doesn’t even meant to last. Fantastic. Exquisite. I think I want to laugh… and cry. How pathetic it actually is that we hold on so tightly to them, and then one day… let go; move on, because people come and go. That’s all.
It drives me nuttier than ever.
So, what a waste it actually was that we spent most of our precious time with those people who were meant to be strangers one day. Who was meant to be yours for now, and then for somebody else’s on the next day. Or to be your life for now, and then, the causation of your destruction later. Or… the very source of your happiness today and then the emptiness of your whole existence, eventually. Or to be your world right now, and be the reason why you’d want to flee this very real world someday… What, Some people were meant to be by your side in your whole life… and then you’d wake up one day, and suddenly they weren’t there anymore, and never coming back? Because people come and go. That is all? I mean, just. Like. That? I don’t know what frustrates me more,– that people make it sound so facile and shallow, or the reality that it is, in fact, true. That I finally have to acknowledge to myself that it is one of truest thing of the few truths I ever have to know. That… it hurts to know it really sounds just like that. Simple and plain. When it’s not — when it’s really not.
That’s what life is about: People come and go.
We spend our times, — even the happiest ones, with them. And then we have to accept the fact one day, that they’re gone. That they’re off to somewhere we cannot go, let alone reach. That they have to leave us when the time comes, not because they want to, but because they needed to. That this life, isn’t meant to be lived forever. And that this, too, come and go to all of us. We are not meant to last to each other. At times, I’d think about how people come and go into my life. And then I’d think to myself, have I ever come to someone else’s life, or have I already go away? Am I already gone somewhere in their lives? I mean, how does that feel like to them, is it as painful as mine when people go and leave? But then I’d realize immediately that there’s in fact no one; there’s nobody, that I have ever involved my life with. No one.
“People come and go. BE PREPARED.”
People come and go but the mermories will last forever — even if you don’t want to. Even if you don’t prefer to. Sometimes I think it’s better when memories just die along with them when they leave, but they don’t. We carry those memories with us, until it kills us in the most unforgiving, yet subtle way than it may seem. Until we die, until we move on, until we learn to live again. Until we let go of them. We carry those memories along with us as we go through life. And so is pain. We bear those pain of the memories we had and pretend we don’t feel them. We hide and bury them within the deepest parts of us just so it won’t destroy us. But we can’t get rid of them. It’s borne within us and cannot be taken away, because even memories are part of who we are today. No matter how good, no matter how bad. We are who are today because of those memories and experiences.
We are who we are because of what makes us. And even though painful, that includes our past.
But people come and go. Just like days, just like time. Just like seasons, — just like life. Just like everything else. We cannot stop the inevitable from happening, we cannot stop changes. We can’t stop the world from spinning whenever we feel tired. We can only let ourselves go with the flow of everyday life. We can’t stop our wounds from hurting and bleeding, but we will learn to heal, somehow. We can’t forget the memories of us with them but we can always try to make new ones and hope that it will outgrow the first ones. We make new to replace the old. We can’t make those people come back to us but we can always try to meet new ones.
Welcoming what’s new.
Because people come and go. You have to know this painful truth about life even if you don’t want to; even if you ain’t ready. Even if you’re never prepared for it. To make new ones, and hope that it won’t go like a cycle… but it has no guarantee. Life comes to us very vaguely. And we have to continue living even if we don’t understand such a thing. And that’s the tragedy of living.
People come and go. We, come and and go. Everything is. And as much as it hurts to know the truth… Life, come and go to each of us. And I think the bottom line is,
To never let your life be taken for granted.
“We are so important to some; but we are just… passing through.”