Random Musing on: Loss

Loss. Ever occurred to you? Ever felt that strange melancholy feeling when something is lost? Why, I wonder? Why does it feel so when we've lost? Why do we feel extra happy when we've somehow got it back? Why do we not know until we've lost it, then we feel the regret, why?

It's true isn't it? We never really notice until its gone. Yes, gone, lost to us. We take things, people, everything for granted. We even take oxygen for granted! Until, until we're out of breath, to the point of suffocation. Yes, we notice it then, notice how important it is to us, how we literally cannot live without it.

They say you never really miss the water until it's gone, and by then, it's too late. We're foolish like that. Never knowing, never noticing, until its too late. Too late to change anything no matter how much we want to. The water has gone, it's beyond our reach, it is not the same anymore because technically the water isn't the same anymore. Confusing isn't it? Water is still water, you say, no matter how it flows. Ah, flow......yes...............that's the key word. Water flows, it's never in the same place. Take it this way, that drop of H2o that just passed you has really passed you and is flowing into the sea. Notice drop, it never stays the same.

Time, we treat it the same. We waste it, we don't know until its gone. Air, water, the earth beneath our feet, yes, we forget them until we lose them. People, oh, we are guilty of taking them for granted. Yes, I plead guilty too. I plead guilty to ignoring people, not appreciating them, thinking they will always be there. When really, it's not true. They won't be there forever. They will move, miles and miles away, or I will move. There are many ways to be separated.

I would love to regret, but of what use is it? Regret, regret because of loss. How it hurts. Yes, it hurts. We have it, we lose it, we regret it's lost. Sometimes it never comes back. Sometimes it does.

We lose many things. We suffer, yes that is the right word, from lost. We suffer. Yet, there is still hope. Appreciation, yes, we can show appreciation. Not say it, show it. After all, actions speak louder than words.