What outweighs what? The grief of you going away or the joy of seeing you pass by ever so swiftly that you only leave your essence behind?
I will not grieve your loss if God assured me that me losing you made someone else around the world find what they long craved or had lost. If something happens for the greater good, what better good can someone do than save a grieving heart?
Should I curse life for being so harsh on me, or embrace it for allowing me to run through its veins....experiencing the joys of beautiful things and pain caused by sorrow alike?
I am the one who has sailed through many rough waves of melancholy and storms of despair on my little ship of hope. My ship keeps me going, and even if I lose everything, I know I would always find it waiting for me. It would live through the ravages of time, surpassing me.
At this hour when the world sleeps, I lie down inside my dark room contemplating how life goes on when someone really close to you starts seeking refuge in someone else. The answer is simple, look carefully at how draining you can be as a person.