I love my art, I love everything about it. . but somehow, I can't just make them as much as I did before. I think the return of my passion is quite delayed.
Art is my life. I remembered the days when I was sad, or happy, creating arts is where I express how i truly feel inside. But now. . . It just stopped. Just like that. I tried to look back and tracked where it started to stop. I found out, it was when i began to feel lonely, when i began looking for someone else. I was looking for a partner in life.
I think everybody passes thru this pace, or most in general. I yearned to be in someone's arms, i yearned to have somebody special in my heart. Guess what, i actually found someone! And finding that someone, made me lose two important things in my life.
My Passion and My First Love.
I am not saying that it's his fault that made me lose two of the most important things in my life, what I'm trying to say is, it's my fault. It wasn't him who made me stopped doing the things i love, I chose to stop to have more time with him. It wasn't him who made me stop loving my First Love first, it was my choice to put him ahead of my First Love. These were my choices, it wasn't his, it was mine, and I am responsible for my own choices.
Having someone special in my life is a huge blessing, it was never a curse. My First Love gave him as a gift to me. He's my blessing and I am happy that I have him. :) What I'm not happy about is that, how irresponsible I am to just focus on the blessing and forgot about the Giver and all those other important things in my life. . . Too much emotions, too much dependency, too much care. . Too much, was never healthy.
Having someone special in one's life is a blessing, but if that blessing is misused, it can hurt badly. I can't believe that having someone special can be lonely. I thought having a special someone will make me the happiest person in the world and not be lonely EVER. But. . . the thing is, he's human, just like me. Who gets tired, who's not perfect, who can't always be there, who can even fail me. I set aside my passion for arts and my First Love because i was too focused on my blessing, my special someone. . and look at me now. Tired, unhappy, dysfunctional, unsatisfied, demanding, and would you be surprised, I am extremely lonely.
It's not that he's not there. He's ALWAYS there, but then, I still feel lonely. I feel unloved. I feel empty. I feel lost. I am lost. Why is it this way? Cause again, he's human, just like me. He alone can't feed my needs. . Cause for me to be happy, to be satisfied, I need to have my passion, to release my individuality, to express who I am, and I need to have my First Love, who gave him to me in the first place, my First Love who can only fill my heart's desires and the only One who can give me the security that I need. . So that when the day comes that my special one would fail me, i still have that security that i need to have the strength to forgive him and to actually still accept him and be my blessing despite his imperfections. <3
I'm bringing them back in my life. . . My Passion and my First Love, that's my own choice.
