The shattered shards of the plane, my thoughts, lay beside me, in some kind of grotesque union of obscurity. Indeed, you have been food for thought.  Maybe I'll learn some day, to accept the unacceptable, but for now, you remain that lethal yet potent poison that so consumes my every waking moment.

             For the first cognitive time, I truly understood how and why people become bitter and cynical, for myself, an obsession quelled;
warranted by experience.
             Indeed, there lies meaning in failure, relief in disappointment, and, if I may, a perfection in pain that serves as justification of an otherwise inconsequential existance..
            Thus, there is hope in desperation, there must be, I believe, as the enduring motivation of the human spirit.

"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best." 
Marilyn Monroe

I'm so sorry

Just be a bit more cautious next time. It’s easy to fall in love, just don’t fall in love too easily.


It's easy to fall in love - it's staying in love that's hard

I've got somewhere else to be,
promises to keep
And someone else who loves me
And trusts me fast asleep
I've made up my mind
There is no turning back
She's been good to me
And she deserves better than that


It's the hardest thing I'll ever have to do
To look you in the eye and tell you I don't love you
It's the hardest thing I'll ever have to lie
To show no emotion when you start to cry
I can't let you see what you mean to me
When my hands are tied and my heart's not free
We're not meant to be
It's the hardest thing I'll ever have to do
To turn around and walk away
Pretending I don't love you...

I have

no right to be jealous, no right to think too much.
Stop. Thinking. Just. Make. It. Stop.