W e only say goodbye in words, and we only die a hundred times. As our love goes back to him/her, we tend to go back to putting on ‘The Mask’.
We tell ourselves that we love our love. But it’s not enough. We put on that mask, and we don’t even notice the changes, and sometimes we go too far and forget to take off our mask to show who we really are. We start going out more often than usual. We laugh out loud and what seems like a glow of energy is more of a deep cry inside killing us bit by bit. Some nights are colder than others, as our echoes of laughter are mistaken for a booty call. No matter how much attention surrounds us, we can’t escape the face of our love that went away. We compare every soul to it, as we tear it apart, because no one really compares.
Most of the time, we are misunderstood, and judged. It hurts deep inside, as it seems to us that no one really understands us. Like that George Michael song ‘Careless Whisper.’ We do dance, but the whispers of those love words by our love, can’t escape our mind. We are not sure of anything as we dance. We start to find a new companion, which is pain mixed with vodka.
There is always light at the end of any tunnel. Love is not always defined to one soul. The twilight zone that we seem to be stuck in has a key, and magic elevator to take us back to freedom. The process to get there is not easy. Just like riding a bike, people around you can and will support you, but you will have to learn to ride on your own.
Why do we put on ‘The Mask’? I believe we don’t want to come to terms with what has happened to us. Or we do not want to remember what happened to us, and the mask gives an outlet to be someone else. It gives us a way to hide our pain.
Solution! – The solution to getting yourself to take off that mask is to focus on someone else or something else, other than you. Perhaps a charity, violence against women, battered children, etc. I believe that when you take your energy, which is never ending, and give it to people that need it, you are healing yourself in the process. And before you know it, what seemed like a major catastrophe is nothing more than a life lesson.
I have learned that whenever you are in a place where you find it hard to breathe. Leave that place and go somewhere else to catch your breath. Or like the saying goes, “Go where the wind blows you.”
