Simple theory

I have a simple theory for life, one of my many, but also one that I find to be most truthful and unbearably painful.

Change – time changes, people change. Change is constant. It’s the only one thing that is constant, in this world as we know it. And yet it seems dissimilar and dynamic because of the variables it involves. The weather changes time changes, people change. The people you love, the friends you have, your parents, your siblings, everyone changes.

Change is good, I think, sometimes. But when that change, in mostly people, starts to hurt in places you didn’t know existed, doesn’t seem so good, does it? Friends changing loyalty, lovers changing their love, parents changing their perceptions, siblings changing with age and years. Sometimes the hurt goes unnoticed. That is the change you were expecting.

Most times change rips your guts out, leaving a huge hole in the centre of your chest, sucking out all the air from your lungs leaving you gasping ad writhing in pain. That is the change you never saw coming. That is the train wreckage exhibit you become, while people pass you by horrifyingly assessing the damage that is you. And all you can do is smile, look as pretty as the scars let you look and start to pick up the pieces. And you fix yourself and the scars heal, visibly, with time and you look beautiful all over again. But, even you cannot fathom the extent of the damage.