When someone is left heartbroken, they get sadistic pleasure in the heart breaker’s misery. Every award the heart breaker wins, a successful relationship that they get into, an accomplishment, all those things make you feel, “how can they be so happy and you are so sad.”
I believe you don’t fall in love often. You can have ten relationships, but there is a high chance you were in love once or even never. It’s easy to believe that you are in love, but that one time when you truly are, you’ll know nothing compares to it. You’ll know you will never feel that way again (or anytime soon), and you have never felt that way ever.
So when you are left heart broken after that only time you were in love, the sadistic pleasure you get does not last long. After a while your anger goes down, and you see them happy, you are happy for them. You know why they do what they do, you then can reason things more, and wish they get the one they love.
I am not trying to sound all unconditional, I just feel that’s how it is every time you really fall in love. Once you are out of that misery, once you know it doesn’t matter if you ever feel the same, you wish they get that love. You try to believe in the good in them. You stay away but somewhere in your heart you know you’ll never feel that way.
After all that there are those moments which still take you back to certain moments where it all ended and hurt you a bit. You see them and you see a place where you wanted to be standing along side, but then again it is NEVER going to happen because there is just NO LOVE anymore. The one time, the only time, is gone….
Right about now.. James Blunt makes some sense to me…
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