And when the final grain of sand escapes into the hourglass of a relationship, we almost demand closure.
Ignorant and entitled, we believe closure is our birthright.
But what happens when closure is not ours to demand?
Sinitta Leunen
Where there are glass shards, there are, inevitably, people wounded and bleeding.
Those who got too close to me were left with nothing but pain-soaked memories and open wounds.
But what about the moments of finality where it is you that has caused someone elses heart to shatter?
We apologize because we want to free ourselves of the chains of guilt.
Closure is not the only way to say goodbye.
Sometimes the best goodbye goes unspoken.
The goodbye we say in our hearts.
We have to sever the chord on our own and hope that it was enough.
And when I was a broken glass, someone came along and tried to piece me back together.
I left them wounded; wounds that may never heal.
Something screamed in my heart for me to say something.
Im sorry that I broke your heart?
Im sorry that I put trauma in your life?
Im sorry that I took a piece of your soul?
There are no words that could magically erase the pain that I had caused.
So why did the urge to speak keep persisting?
It was not my heart- it was my guilt.
As if one apology could eradicate all that trauma.
That is the problem with heartbreak.
Forgiveness is deserved, but not at the cost of someone elses progress.
Happiness I would halt with my materialization.
So where do we find forgiveness when we cant beg the heart we broke for it?
We accept what was done and move on.
Because sometimes moving on without a word is the best solution.
Sometimes the final unspoken words are the most selfless acts of love we could have ever done for them.
