So, be sad

I know you hurt.

So, be sad.

You could seethe and rage until the pain bleeds out through your eyes, like acid, eating away at your flesh until there’s nothing of you left.  Except, of course, the thing that hurts.

You could scream and fight and take a match to every last petrol-soaked thing that is good in your world.  You could take everyone down; forcing them to get a taste of the poison you are drowning in. Because if everyone’s ruined, then nobody is, right?

But when you’re stood in the wasteland of your life, amidst the derelict lovers and the ashes of the souls you sacrificed in the name of … what?  that hurt will be the only thing that survived.

Stop fighting, Love.

If it hurts, be sad.

Let sadness take you.  Invite it in like a welcome friend.  Let it seep in through every pore and make a home in your bones.  Let it fill you so full that most people won’t even notice, except the ones with sadness in them too.  They are the ones who will tell you that your melancholy eyes are the most beautiful thing they’ve ever seen.

If you’re hurt, be sad.  Because one day, once that pain has burned itself out, the sadness will have slipped away without so much as a goodbye. And you’ll forget to remember it was there… at least for a while until you stumble across something it left behind.  But even then, it will be fleeting.  An echo of a feeling.

My love, don’t you know… nothing lasts forever.

So be sad.

It won’t destroy you.

Only you will destroy yourself,
if you seek to escape it.



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