Saturday, February 11, 2012

Hurt is a Funny thing.

Yes, you read the title right.
I am about to say something about this all too known thing called Hurt.
Now stay with me here, I write and express myself better in metaphors.
I'm not trying to depress anyone, this will end off happily, promise :)
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A heart I believe is made up of smaller tiny hearts that encase those things you hold dear. And all of those hearts add up to make your heart. The heart that has shaped you and made you the person you are today. Some hearts are bigger than others and some are hidden away. Past loves, moments you try to forget, or things you move to make room for more important things, but all of those little hearts are still tucked away in your large patchwork heart.  
(am I making sense?...)
Sometimes those smaller hearts and the scars they bare are made known. A miss communication with your best friend, your love saying something that you find hurtful, or moments that leave you speechless with tears and confusion.
It's a funny thing really.
Me, being a perfectionist and all, it flat out bugs me.
I hate to admit when these little hearts surface, because in that moment it feels as if that little tiny heart is consuming the rest of your heart and drowning out the others.
When the scars reopen you have no choice but to see it for what it is.
A hurt.
Whatever it actually is.
Even if others (even the ones closest to you) may not understand.
But you understand. You get it. Maybe it's a glance or an unspoken realization that makes you clearly see why you are hurting.  And why that little heart still matters to you.
( I really hope I am not sounding like a bumbling mess. Forgive me if I am)
It amazes me how we are created. We have such a deep compassion and love rooted deep in us, that we have the actual capacity to hold so many hearts! We get to feel happiness, joy, bliss, hurt, sorrow, and despair. Sometimes even all at the same time.
We Get to Love so much it can Hurt.
I am a melancholy kind of girl. I love those beautiful disasters. Movies that make you ball. Songs that make you feel something true. And events that give you a true understanding of hurt and love.
When people hurt because they love, you see the true raw uncovered person that usually hides behind the walls we all build.
So parts of your heart may hurt while others are truly blissful. Isn't that a sort of wonderful thought? 
( I know, I know. I'm strange)
The point is, we have the ability to feel.
We just have to own up to feeling.
And accepting the hurt and the joy when it comes our way....
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I hope I make sense and the point was made.
Remember to Sparkle (even when it hurts) :)

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