This was written to be about Thirteen, because even though it's obviously never going to happen I'm still a Thutner shipper, but it really could be about anyone. It's all in the interpretation.
I Bruise Easily
It’s funny how when no one’s touched you in a really long time, even the smallest amount of contact can leave a mark, how a connection forms even if they only happened to bump against you, how if something happens to sever that connection it can scar you worse than if someone cut you open.
It’s funny how when you’re connected to someone and they’re ripped from you without warning by their own stupidity, sometimes you just wish they’d never bumped against you in the first place. Because sometimes it’s not worth it.
And sometimes it is. Sometimes that connection is unbreakable. Sometimes you feel that connection even after the person’s in the ground. Sometimes it’s a good thing when you can’t move on, when you expect someone to walk through the door any minute at work the next day as if nothing’s happened.
Connections are easier for some people than others, and I always had trouble with them. Bruises on the other hand, happen everyday, so much so that I’ve had to put on so much makeup to cover them up that I don’t even look like me anymore. Sometimes, a bruise and a connection can come from the same place. Sometimes the bruise can outweigh the connection.
Sometimes it can’t. I’ve realize over time that sometimes, no matter how horrible something is, no matter how much something a person does hurts you, it doesn’t undo everything they’ve done to help you, and besides, they didn’t hurt you on purpose, it just happened that way. No matter how much distress someone caused you, you are still glad you met them, because it was worth it.
I’ve realized that bruises heal, some more slowly than others, but they all do eventually. Cuts are what leave scars. The difference between cuts and bruises are that cuts are intentional. Who ever left the cut meant to hurt you. Bruises are purely by accident. The person who left the bruise probably didn’t even know they did it.
I’ve realized that some bruises stick around longer than others, some bruises hurt when you touch them long after they were left. Some bruises turn black and blue and are clearly visible while other bruises are in easily concealable places. I’ve realized that there are all kinds of bruises, but no matter how long they stay or how much they hurt, the true test of the strength of a bruise is whether or not the connection can withstand it, and likewise, the true test of the strength of a connection is how well it can withstand the bruise.
I’ve realized that even though Kutner left the largest and most painful bruise of all, I would never ever wish I hadn’t met him, because the connection is stronger. Because I still feel like he’s standing right next to me concealing laughter at inappropriate times and asking me if I’m okay and but backing off when I need him to. Because it was worth it.
I Bruise Easily
It’s funny how when no one’s touched you in a really long time, even the smallest amount of contact can leave a mark, how a connection forms even if they only happened to bump against you, how if something happens to sever that connection it can scar you worse than if someone cut you open.
It’s funny how when you’re connected to someone and they’re ripped from you without warning by their own stupidity, sometimes you just wish they’d never bumped against you in the first place. Because sometimes it’s not worth it.
And sometimes it is. Sometimes that connection is unbreakable. Sometimes you feel that connection even after the person’s in the ground. Sometimes it’s a good thing when you can’t move on, when you expect someone to walk through the door any minute at work the next day as if nothing’s happened.
Connections are easier for some people than others, and I always had trouble with them. Bruises on the other hand, happen everyday, so much so that I’ve had to put on so much makeup to cover them up that I don’t even look like me anymore. Sometimes, a bruise and a connection can come from the same place. Sometimes the bruise can outweigh the connection.
Sometimes it can’t. I’ve realize over time that sometimes, no matter how horrible something is, no matter how much something a person does hurts you, it doesn’t undo everything they’ve done to help you, and besides, they didn’t hurt you on purpose, it just happened that way. No matter how much distress someone caused you, you are still glad you met them, because it was worth it.
I’ve realized that bruises heal, some more slowly than others, but they all do eventually. Cuts are what leave scars. The difference between cuts and bruises are that cuts are intentional. Who ever left the cut meant to hurt you. Bruises are purely by accident. The person who left the bruise probably didn’t even know they did it.
I’ve realized that some bruises stick around longer than others, some bruises hurt when you touch them long after they were left. Some bruises turn black and blue and are clearly visible while other bruises are in easily concealable places. I’ve realized that there are all kinds of bruises, but no matter how long they stay or how much they hurt, the true test of the strength of a bruise is whether or not the connection can withstand it, and likewise, the true test of the strength of a connection is how well it can withstand the bruise.
I’ve realized that even though Kutner left the largest and most painful bruise of all, I would never ever wish I hadn’t met him, because the connection is stronger. Because I still feel like he’s standing right next to me concealing laughter at inappropriate times and asking me if I’m okay and but backing off when I need him to. Because it was worth it.
