Does it matter?
Yes, I remember my first heartbreak. I remember how it felt. I know that it hurt, but how can I forget the promises I made to myself when I decided to move on?
I made sure that I made everyone happy, but in the journey of making everyone laugh, I lost my smile somewhere in the crowd. How can I forget that I made the promise of never letting someone hurt me? Maybe I am too used to the life lessons I get whenever I fall. Maybe I am used to the pain I get after hurting myself. Maybe my heart is naive enough to realise that I have to be selfish at times, but my heart wishes to spread the kindness that I crave. Maybe someone will find it when I lose something I wanted. Maybe someone out there will be loved when I am crying. Isn't love about the sacrifices? But then I wonder, when will it be my turn?
Maybe I am all about being happy with whatever my people want. It's about them because they are the reason I am surviving. Because why does it matter if I am unhappy when they are the reason why I am smiling today?
__ Utkarsha Kalambe
Dt. 19 March 2022 @01:01 hrs IST