lesson no.2

I’ve learned so little from the last relationship I was in.  I guess you really do learn nothing from the good things in life.

What I do remember, I refuse to forget.

It hasn't been that long ago, but I’ve changed far too much since.  Looking back at my past entries, I feel like I’m pondering someone else’s thoughts.

I was never more insecure, yet uncomfortably happy.   Certainly never more confused, yet content.  Never experienced honesty, trust, love, needs, wants, and everything in between in that particular fashion.

Make no mistake; I will never let myself fall back into my idealistic past.

May I never be content with these things you call trust, for truth does not make a noise.

Don’t bother me, I can’t cope.