Erik was the one who tried to set me on the right path, he really tried to be the brother figure I needed not the one that ******* would pretend to be. Erik helped me through a lot and I never give him the credit for doing so. I'll never forget what he told me, about falling in love. "Every time you think you're falling in love you're giving a small piece of your heart away, when you find the guy that's right for you you'll only have broken pieces left for him". Erik, mexican jesus philosopher of the hood and mean streets of Montebello. That piece of advice helped me through many things in life. It helped me with ******, and ******, and ****, and even my ex. The thing is I don't think you give away a piece of your heart, or if you do you take it back at one point or another. I think that the memories you have with that person become fire. Fire can either hurt or heal and it's up to us to decide how we let the fire affect us.
I mean when you get down to the core of any feeling you may have for someone it's all in the mind, this feeling with the heart thing is bullshit. Everything has a logical purpose and we compensate for it by saying we're going with what our heart tells us. I don't know where I'm going with this, lets just end it here. No life lesson, no tied ends, come to your own conclusion.
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