Nothing belongs to me. Which is why trying to hold on is stupid.
I can “claim” you in theory, but I really can’t claim you. I can’t even claim me. I’m just passing by.
I can say you’re my friend, but really that’s just a figure of speech because I can’t HAVE you. Everything will end. Everything will pass.
It’s stupid if I try to make you into MY possession.
This is MY boyfriend. This is MY girlfriend.
Even if they stay loyal for life eventually they’re going to die. What happens to YOUR boyfriend then? Gone.
Nothing is yours. Nothing is mine. So why live with this tight ass grip around everything?
Let things come and go in peace. Be in peace yourself. Stop trying to hold on to everything.
Your youth. Your hair. Your teeth. Your body. Your house. Your car. Your friends. Your country. Your fucking toaster oven. It all fades, my friends.
This isn’t to be dark or depressing but merely to shed light on the facts. This is how it is as we know it (or as I know it at least, I can only speak for myself. Maybe you know some shit about time travel and bending reality or whatever that I still haven’t gotten the memo about).
Until then… learn to release the grip so you can have more fun without feeling threatened by change or loss.