We were both young and stupid. Well, you were young, I was stupid. We were at a time that we wished we knew better. Both reeling from the pains of failed relationships, we jumped into what could make us whole. We were drunk with the idea that a new love is what would save us. Fueled with passion, we threw ourselves to spontaneous adventures. The promise of a kiss was enough to keep us moving forward.
Sagada taught me that all good things come to an end. That everything that we experience in this life – even happiness and even pain – are fleeting and temporary. That feelings change, and so do people, and so do relationships. That life goes on, and that you move on, and that you always prepare for the next great adventure.
You will have to deal with people you don’t like. You would have to understand everyone, even when you come to the point that understanding is the hardest thing to do. At one point you will realize that when someone does something that hurts you, you stop asking for apologies and you seek answers to understand why they did hurt you. And sometimes, that, too, hurts. Just keep understanding.