Feelings should disappear. And then we'd just fine. If I didn't still feel that way towards him, I could focus on the more important things in life.
It's odd. Everything that's happening around us, it just points towards the end of the age. And what am I worrying about? Stupid feelings. In the end, it's all just meaningless. Will I be able to carry these feelings to eternity? Probably not. Do I want to burn for eternity? Definitely not. So why, why is my brain still focusing on these somewhat trivial matters? Feelings are meaningless, especially ones that I know will come to no fruition.
But no. The human brain isn't wired in that logical way. We languish because a part of us just wants to sit, think and refuse to move on.
So where do we go? The line has been drawn. The only way is forward. The decision is mine regarding when I want to move my feet. Or do I wait until I am pushed? Or is it too late then?
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