Yes, over time, a series of chemical reactions inside my brain have subsided and I was feeling sure that I no longer suffer from this rootless heartbreak. Once I wish every single trace that I could find at my place was just gone or disappeared. Once I wanted to hypnotise myself that nothing has ever happened.
This evening it felt awkward to see myself get emotional again. Not at all sentimental. Not the kind of gooey moments that we have when we chew on bittersweet relationship trauma. I admit that I was angry and irritated today to see myself going through a train of complicated thoughts and speculation.
After half an hour of a short chat in my dimmed living room, we gave each other a hug and went separate ways.
I felt rather relieved now. Of a long journey that I had to walk through. Of a mind game that I had to deal with. Seeing that I am all alone again in this dimmed living room, I can finally see that I have moved on. When things come to an end, this means there is another beginning soon.
Now I want to find the right answer to this question. Is this really true, that 'love' is just another chemical reaction in the brain?
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