Learning…

You may have heard that EXPERIENCE IS THE BEST TEACHER and that you have to burn to learn. Throughout life’s journey, there would be many lessons to be learn, whether you recognize the lessons and understand and interpret them accurately is solely up to you. But I say to you, you do not have to burn to learn. You can learn from other people’s situations and circumstances. You do not have to go through it, to learn from it.

It’s like seeing someone being burnt badly after having their hand held over open flame. You have seen the results of such an action. Why the hell would you want to experience it. Isn’t seeing enough a reason for you to want to avoid the same fate? Be wise people. Wake up and smell the coffee.

I am not saying that you would not have your own mistakes to make but why not avoid some by learning from others? Why not keep that  mistake level to a minimum? I know that COMMON SENSE is not that common but for those of you that are fortunate to possess such a trait why not exercise it?

It can be argued that in some instances first hand experiences are better than second hand. These are the experience like going through puberty that cannot be avoided. These are good. You can learn from others that may have gone through it before but only through experience would you be able to fully grasp what actually happens to your body. In this case experience is the best teacher.

I am going to say to you, if burn to learn you must then burn with a purpose. Learn from the fire and flames. Let the lessons guide you accordingly. Do not be a repeater of the burn to learn syndrome. Let experiences, both yours and others, be a great teacher. Let is be so great that you may not repeat your mistakes again. Let it be so great that you do not have to repeat somebody else’s mistake.

Experience. Interpret. Understand. Learn.

Xoxo, Heart Of A Belle 💚

The painful goodbye…

I wish you well. I really do. I was so angry at first, that I forgot what you meant to me. I forgot how much you saved me, because I couldn’t see past my own self-pity.

I had convinced myself that you were different. And the truth is, you were… I’ve never felt more alive than when I was talking to you. But now I know you and I weren’t meant to spend our lives together; just meant to spend a few months of our lives in love.

I never meant to fall for you. The first time I said it, I didn’t even mean it. I just didn’t want to hurt you. But the more I said it, the more right it felt. The more right you felt. And by the time it was over, I was so deeply in love with you that my eyes couldn’t focus on anything else.

The way you left, was as suddenly as you came in and it hurt. Badly. That pain, I’ll always have. My heart was broken, truly broken.. again. But you showed me how to appreciate real love. And for that, I can never repay you.

I wish we still talked. I wish we could still be friends. But we both know that isn’t possible. So the rest of our story, unfortunately, is that we’ll never be in each others’ lives again. And while that makes me terribly sad, it gives me a little peace as well. Because I will always have the memory of you, and I will never be able to forget what you’ve meant to me. I will always, ALWAYS love you.

And what I’ve learned from you, is that it’s possible to be loved as much as I have loved back.

I wish you well in your life. And I hope one day you become an amazing father. You are truly an amazing person. I only hope you get the life you deserve even if it means I’m not apart of it.

Xoxo, Heart Of A Belle 💚

**DISCLAIMER- This was written on January 15th 2018 but I struggled with posting it because heartbreak isn’t easy**