Codeine Fixes What the Heart Can't Take
I’ve watched a lot of TV in my life,
a lot of sitcoms at that,
a lot of romantic comedies too.
And it seems to me like
they’re all teaching the same
thing, more or less.
That if you love someone else
passionately enough,
that if you’re loyal and your
love for them never wavers,
they’ll always come back to you.
But my life has taught me
something else entirely.
That the more you love
someone,
the longer you wait for them
to come back to you,
the harder it is to accept
that they’re never
going to.
Love is not rewarded by
reciprocation,
with intimacy,
with the assurance that
the two of you will make it.
It usually ends with
you waiting at the end of
a thousand years
with her
with another guy
and a bottle of
this or that.
Just because you love
someone for the rest of your life,
just because you never failed to be there
for them,
does not mean they will love you.
In fact, it means the opposite.
She will love someone else
and never tell them about you.
But that’s just how life is, you know?
So, do yourself a favor.
Stop falling in love
and start reading, writing,
composing, painting instead.
Your brain will thank you.
Your heart will wither and die,
but it’d do that anyway.