Thursday
Multiply and Divide...
Another break up, another person gets hurt, another depressing moment. Gets me questioning everything.
He loved her, with all his heart. I have never seen a man trying so hard to make it work. He was going to propose in a month's time. He had the perfect idea of how it was going to be. Underneath the fireworks, when he pops the question with the violin playing at the back. She loved him as far as I know. She was with him through thick and thin. She stayed with him for 5 years, she fell in love with his family. It should have never even been, because by the end of the day she will need to choose between her love and her family. Sounds like another mundane love movie right. Except, its real.
He loved her, with all his heart. I have never seen a man trying so hard to make it work. He was going to propose in a month's time. He had the perfect idea of how it was going to be. Underneath the fireworks, when he pops the question with the violin playing at the back. She loved him as far as I know. She was with him through thick and thin. She stayed with him for 5 years, she fell in love with his family. It should have never even been, because by the end of the day she will need to choose between her love and her family. Sounds like another mundane love movie right. Except, its real.
He came back from work happy, not knowing of what lies waiting in his room. She told him gently and he saw all her packed bags. He yelled and scream and throw everything because he didn't know how to react.
He carried her bag downstairs. He pulled her gently by the hand. She cried as he stood there, holding her. I stood there watching the scene playing, while he said goodbye to her. As she cries on his shoulder. She had to do what she had to do...
Why does it have to be this way? Why do we have to choose? Why can't people just be?
Why is it that religion has to break people apart? I know I am wrong to question this and I am biased to say this because I have my own ulterior motives. But a girl can’t help but question … why is it that Jew has to marry Jew and Muslim has to marry Muslim? In that sense, we have to only date from our own people? Why can’t people just be because of love. Why do we have to choose. Why do it has to be exclusive rights, u leave or you convert into something you don't believe just to be together. Why do people have to marry the same kind, like cheetahs can never be with a tiger? Why does it have to be this way? One day I have to make the same choices that she makes. Leave because I have to, I just hope he f*cks up before that, so I wouldn’t feel like I’m making a mistake.
Why does it have to divide people? Why is it wrong for me to question? I am so tired. I can’t believe I had to see him hurt again. I can’t believe she has to leave because of it.
The fact that she left, makes me wonder how long more will I chase what I desire and when will I grow up to realize that I shouldn’t be with you. I am not getting any younger, but I can’t let you go. Why do I have to give you up, the one thing that can make me cry my heart out and make me laugh and smile by just saying hello, for something else that is uncertain.
Why is it that religion has to break people apart? I know I am wrong to question this and I am biased to say this because I have my own ulterior motives. But a girl can’t help but question … why is it that Jew has to marry Jew and Muslim has to marry Muslim? In that sense, we have to only date from our own people? Why can’t people just be because of love. Why do we have to choose. Why do it has to be exclusive rights, u leave or you convert into something you don't believe just to be together. Why do people have to marry the same kind, like cheetahs can never be with a tiger? Why does it have to be this way? One day I have to make the same choices that she makes. Leave because I have to, I just hope he f*cks up before that, so I wouldn’t feel like I’m making a mistake.
Why does it have to divide people? Why is it wrong for me to question? I am so tired. I can’t believe I had to see him hurt again. I can’t believe she has to leave because of it.
The fact that she left, makes me wonder how long more will I chase what I desire and when will I grow up to realize that I shouldn’t be with you. I am not getting any younger, but I can’t let you go. Why do I have to give you up, the one thing that can make me cry my heart out and make me laugh and smile by just saying hello, for something else that is uncertain.
xoxo
Rollo Tomassi
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