Wednesday, December 19, 2007

oh, why did you

and what have i done now?
I can never tell.

I want to believe in good things, but sometimes the feelings I get don't really go with the good things. I wait around for people to clarify, so I can tell myself: there was a good reason, there was. Eternal optimism will continue to believe until it drops dead, or until the moment when it can say: there. that is what made it worth all my while.

But it is not. This is not worth my while, it is not.
The upside is this: Now I know. I know.
This time I will not put up with a person who is reckless with my heart.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Prod a sensitive spot, and it will hurt.

It's as easy as Pavlov.