A long time ago, I have agreed to never put myself into situations where I would be again enveloped with grief. I have already detected the source of it. And staying away, and even not thinking about it, is the only answer to avoiding occasions of it.
But time and time again, I have fallen into the pit of momentary bliss hoping for something in return. And unmistakably, get hurt in the process. I have set not to expect but often falter on false hopes of an ireversible relationship.
Here I go again...
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