Remember when you saw them and all you could feel were butterflies in your stomach? Remember when by their smiles your knees got weak? Remember when you could not think about was love and you would see it in their eyes? Remember when by their embrace, your tears could flow like a river and the feeling of freedom from the weight lifted off your shoulder would feel you up? Remember when you would tremble by a kiss on your cheeks? It was awesome. Wasn’t it? The world would stop for the love you shared. The air would grow thinner and all you could breath in was the love that filled the air between you.
However, not everything lasts a lifetime. Some that leave us are the ones that we treasured the most and at times they ambush us before we are ready to admit that there is nothing more that can be done. But why do we hate after having all these out of the world experiences? Why do we regret the good times and the moments we were allowed to be vulnerable? Didn’t any of those things we felt or those moments we shared mean anything? I have had these thoughts a couple of time, until they led me to Ariana Grande’s lyrics to the song, ‘Thank U Next’.
I think it sad that most of us would look back and hate on the ones we deeply loved. However, just like the lyrics to this song, we learnt a thing or two. Being our past means they came to our lives so we could learn from them. They were never our lifetime soulmates but thanks to them we learnt how we want to be loved. We look at them like villains just because we didn’t match but have you thought that might have been a good thing? Wasn’t that a road that led you to your current love?
But no. We are not those people. We would rather treat the people we once held dear as animals. We would rather show off how we hurt our exes. How much we want them to suffer. How much they mean nothing. That without us they are nothing, when truth is, from them we learnt, from them we grew and from them we became better people. They let us go because they new we deserved better and they do did deserve people of their calibre. We can lose love but why lose our humanity as well? Why hurt the ones who were in our hearts?
Lately people have been so obsessed about proving that they didn’t care that much, so that people give them a standing ovation for their lack of caring. That it was just another one that bit the dust. When truth is they are as hurt as the other person. Afraid that if they spoke they would be labelled a simp. My country people have labelled the mistreatment of our former love interests as ‘character development’. Making it a label of pride if you did it to another person. Well, I would accept being called a simp as long as I go through all the stages of a lost love.
In a nutshell, anyone who was a former person I will treat with love and kindness. Because commitment means a lot to me and thanks to them I grew and learnt. Had they stayed even after all was gone I would have been here right now. I wouldn’t have known how I wanted to b3 loved. I will cherish forever the good times we had and I wish they get the best of life because I am no saint either. So, thank u, next.