Sometimes in life we surrender to it. We accept what is as truth. We linger on it no more. Sometimes in life we stop. We make no further attempts. Messages are absorbed from skin to soul. We become silent in our understanding.
It is in the precise moment when that stillness comes that all chances are removed and we turn our eyes and hearts away. It is not out of anger or hate, but in simple surrender and acceptance of what is being asked, or not asked.
Life does not afford that a heart remain open forever; unclaimed. In all things, time waits for no man. This much I know as truth.