Unresolved Issues

When we leave a place, we carry with us our unresolved issues, emotional baggage on our bare backs, until we can find a soft place to land and unpack it all.

In this cacophonous adulthood of figuring our lives out and how we choose to live them, we somehow chance upon individuals who give us pause. They give us room to exist, to not have to always impress. But not everything feels resolute with them, and so we extrapolate those few moments of peace we are able to find into a relationship that is constantly searching for meaning.

Now we find ourselves in the middle of a dance floor unable to make eye contact for longer than 1.34 seconds but staying up at night wondering where everything went, and how we would’ve acted differently if we knew this is how it would end up. It remains unresolved, and we fear it may always be this way.

What if we are dropped onto that same dance floor in the middle of a hot summer evening and only the two of us know the lyrics and are thus forced to dance together, just for that one song? What do we do when the music stops? Will we go back to pretending like we don’t know each other, like we don’t care?

When something feels unresolved, how can you guarantee yourself that you will ever grow from it? What if you don’t and you move from place to place, dance floor to dance floor, messing up and staying exactly the same? Where do you go from there?

We never meant to cause pain. We only wanted to find something to hold onto through this cacophonous…