Guess

I guess theres no getting over it the pain will always be nestled in the back corner of your mind forever and ever. No matter the hurt no matter how good life gets for you it apparantly doesn't matter the pain will fade but only because you learn to ignore it. Not because it hurts any less. Love is a fickle thing that always seems to want to slip away. I guess people never learn that a romantic beginning isn't enough. I guess you'll never truly know how another feels until its over until your guesses at the true thoughts and motives are as good as its going to get but nothing can keep the pain away or dull it any more than the confidence of the one that carries it.

Not Surprised

why must I be disappointed again and again. Who choses whats done to me and not. I swear if its fate it can have it my life my soul everything take me away allow my mind to be tricked into believing that everything is happy. My life is perfect when perfection is fake as is happiness and love. I think and believe I am in love but disappointment is right around the corner as is another tragic tale of heart break and death. Death of something that lets face it never truly existed....love.

Change

What I have to realize or what all people have to realize is that change is a scary and beautiful thing it hurts but then everything gets better. During the hurt and the pain you learn what you did wrong what could have been done to stop the inevitable happening of change but since its happened there is no way and no reason to dwell on what happened cause its over. Its time for things to move on and do what life does best change. As much as we wish it we could only come to this realization after the change has happened while we are still hanging on to the last hope that things can return and go back to the way things were the first time around. But no one can turn back time it just doesn't work that way.

I wish

I wish I could speak always of things that make other people happy. That I could make other people happy at all times. But I also understand that happiness always isn't true happiness then its just contentment. So why must we live through the hurt and the hate when happiness is just a myth that comes and goes. Its never truly there. Never actually stays its just a ghost... like hope. Thats always a dream of a thing waiting there pretending that it actually exist but never truly shows itself to you only disappears just before you think you have it. You realize the fun and the closest thing you'd ever get to happiness was in the reach to get it. The journey to the castle, the life that you once had.