Driving home from a fabulous weekend get-away, I heard a song about "the one who got away". I started thinking and it occurred to me that I don't believe in letting one get away. See, I used to want to be that girl. I wanted to steal your heart and disappear into the distance. In my head, it's super romantic to silently love someone from a far.
Yet, the saying "the one who got away" reminds me of another saying: "live life with no regrets." Now, possibly I understand it wrong, but I think I want a couple regrets. I believe in making mistakes more than just getting it right every time. I want to live and learn. I want to look back and know that I tried. I might have failed, but I gave it chance. If you let someone get away, it's easy. It's safe. You don't get hurt. But-- you don't live.I believe that every bump, bruise, and major wound will make you stronger. When someone cracks your heart in half, you have the chance to rebuild it. You can put it back together in a way that works just a little better than before. Even more, you learn from your mistakes; you know more about life in general. If you let someone get away, well, you don't have that option anymore.
I guess what I'm saying is if you have someone that might get away, chase them. Fight for them, until you know for certain that the fight is over. Even if you get hurt, you can look back and know you tried. And, who knows, it might just end up being worth that fight. Either way, life is far to short to do anything other than live...
