Showing posts with label breakups. Show all posts
Showing posts with label breakups. Show all posts

Monday, March 14, 2022

Aparte

It wasn’t a break-up because they weren’t together 

It was more of a hook-up 

Two people coming together perhaps precisely for that reason 

To make each other reach a peak that they hadn’t before or at least not in a while 


Nonetheless, the break-up of the hook-up was sudden although expected 

Sudden because there were no words communicated to indicate that a sudden halt was coming 

An abrupt stop that would make the tea sets on any moving train rattle if they didn’t shatter upon reaching the floor


Their floor? Hunter green sheets of a polyester blend most likely

Smelling of a laundry detergent I couldn’t decipher with a softness that went unnoticed during the course of events 

Where everything just ended there 

Upon a plush mattress simply holding two people together 

Maybe having them sink within before coming together to move apart once again 


The results on the symbolic floor of a mattress were not what either expected but perhaps more than they thought 

That sometimes two people are just best apart while forming part of something greater in life 

Coming together to point out small things that only they can see so that later on they could show it to the rest of world 

Making the lens of the kaleidoscope different and all the more interesting 

Just because…  


-Bionica

Wednesday, January 6, 2021

To Sit for the Breakup

So in Judaism, Shiva is a week long period of mourning the loss of a first degree relative 

Through out this week mourners are comforted and it’s a time in which you’re basically processing all that’s going on 

And so I think 

What if there were a Shiva for breakup, or at least on observation similar 


See when you breakup with someone there is a gaping whole 

A vastness that can sometimes feel like a violent vacuum sucking at your heart 

Making your chest heave as you somehow try process everything at once 

But you can’t because there is so much going on 

All at once 


But what if you were to really take the time to sit down and mourn?

To really look at everything that happened in the relationship 

Rightfully being sad and hurt 

Receiving welcomed comfort from your friends 

Who instead of telling you to get over your partner that wasn’t all that great 

Would simply be there to hold your hand, tie your hair back and wipe the tears from your face 


It may sound a little dramatic

But in all seriousness a breakup can be dramatic as much as it is traumatic 

We’re all humans but we’re all different, however I’ve noticed one thing 

The love is the most important energy for all of us 


So to feel a love re-charge when we feel that we’ve lost so much 

Well it may do us more than good 

It may do us just right 


To know that it’s ok to take it all in and just look at things 

How they were, how they are now and process it all is a big part of moving forward


Sometimes during a breakup people will make it their duty to forget and move forward 

And I wonder, ‘does it really help?’ or ‘does it make it worse?’

To act as if it never happened? 

Well then what happens with all the good things that were lived during that period?

All those memories and learning experiences didn’t just disappear 

They become part of the thread that makes us who we are


And to take the time to acknowledge all that happened 

Look at it, take the time to sit and cry 

Deciding after a time to get back up and move forward 

Well it makes all the difference 

So here’s to sitting for those breakups…


Bionica

Thursday, February 1, 2018

The Breakup

She didn't see it coming
How could she?
They weren't even dating
They were just friends for about 2 years and counting
Friends who would talk late at night
About the moon and the stars
No, not really

But they would talk about different issues
Why do guys do this?
Why do girls do that?
He was her go to man
Whenever she had a question
That only he could answer

And of course he was nice
Good looking
Tall dark and handsome
But they were just friends

And then the moment came
When the doors of honesty were opened wide
He told her how he felt
He liked her
He liked her a lot
She told him how she felt
She liked listening to what he had to say
She liked to imagine herself taking long walks
While he held her hand in his

But they were being honest
And honesty rules
So he told her
They could have it all
And still be just friends
But she wanted it all
and she didn't want to be just friends

-Bionica