Coping mechanism :)
Do you know what the true tragedy of life is? It’s that no matter where you go, you always leave a part of yourself behind. A piece of your heart remains in every place you once called home, with every person you smiled at a bit too long, and with every fleeting feeling that carved itself into your memory. You might go somewhere and develop a quiet crush on someone, the kind that blooms in silence and flourishes in glances. But then life pushes you forward. You leave them behind, like a gentle song fading from a train window. You might fall in love with a city, with its streets, its rhythm, and the smell of late evenings. Then you find yourself 2000 kilometers away, staring at a map like it’s a portal you can’t open anymore. Life has a funny, unkind way of taking things from us. People often say, “What’s meant for you will stay,” or “If it leaves, it wasn’t yours.” But isn’t that just a poetic excuse for something that is deeply painful and unfair? Because maybe it was meant for y...