can I say something without any judgments, even from my future-self?
I think I fell in love.
I'm a Leo, love.
We fall in love on a daily basis.
Doesn't make it any less real, or any less meaningful, or any less painful.
I see the good in you.
Well, I saw.
Nahh, I still believe you are good, you just weren't good to me.
Why?
When it's good, I'm waiting around for it to go bad, because it usually does.
When it's bad, I still find myself waiting; waiting for it to turn good.
Maybe my 2015 resolution should simply be to stop waiting, stop putting myself in a limbo and just embrace it all.
Where does hope come in?
Does being hopeful equate to not immersing yourself entirely in the present?
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