Tragic Beliefs.

For the longest time, coming across the words “nostalgic for a place you’ve never been to” was a joke that I’d laugh my heart out at. The whole notion was ridiculous to me, how could one pine for a place they’ve never been to, yearn for something they’ve never experienced?
But as they say, with time comes wisdom and now, I know.
I know that it is possible and that this itching in my soul, this discomfort, these incessant, erratic fights that my heart puts up, these are all nothing but a calling, a remembrance of a place I don’t even know, of arms I am not sure exist, but on long cold nights like this, I am reminded of desperately, and my sadness finds a way to condense and drip from my lashes as I sit on the roof, drowning in my agony, unable to decide what to make of this, the tragic belief that somewhere out there exists a person, the antidote to my misery, only I am unaware of when we shall ever cross paths, if we ever do, if we ever have.

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26 thoughts on “Tragic Beliefs.”

  1. Yet again I am moved in a very familiar way. It feels like deja vu reading your piece. There have been so many moments like these when I have felt vulnerable and hoped against hope that someone out there will rescue me from the twisted and broken self that I look at everyday.I can feel the pain but I do believe in good things taking their own sweet time to happen to us. You just need to believe and keep the spark alive 😊😊😊

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      1. Hope keeps us alive😊😊 I know the pain and desperation of a downfall making the uphill climb a herculean task.Nevertheless time heals and we carry on stronger as ever.Hope u find that strength too😊😊

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          1. Moony, you are so eloquent in the way you express your feelings. It really draws the reader in and puts them right where you are. My favorite line is the one with sadness dripping from your lashes. That phrase will stay with me.

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  5. I think that if you believe in past lives and the journey of our souls,it is understandable to feel the nostalgia for the unknown, the yearning for the unknown. I have found that in recognising this, I have had the most amazing encounters with people who I must have travelled with in a road before. Someone reminded me yesterday to keep asking the “why” questions until you get to the base conclusion. Best wishes on your journey! Chevvy.

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    1. I definitely believe in the journey of a soul, but to be honest, I haven’t had any deja vu experiences in life yet, so maybe I’m living a life completely different this time.
      Thank you, and same for you. 🙂

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    1. Well I wish I’d be given opportunities to actually follow these quests. You can only take so many of routines before they get tiring. 😦

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  7. I’ve been here as well, but discovered that even once I found such a person there was more to be learned, that by trying to make it all better with the presence of another actual just showed me that it all stemmed from within me. That I needed to find comfort within my own self before I could be truly happy.

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    1. I understand what you say, but I just feel it’d be easier to look for happiness within with someone by your side so you don’t have to be on guard all the time.

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