It’s the moment after when you decide what you should have decided before. Let’s get all we can get before it’s called to quits. One moment gained for a lot more to be lost. Cheers to us.
It’s the heartbreak turned to anger because there’s no reason to feel hurt when I can feel mad. The avoidance of this to continue with what was but what was is no longer what is. The termination of a fleeting moment because good, there’s no real time for this anyways. What a waste.
It’s not the outcome but the memories that led up to it. It’s not the no but yes before the no. The change of mind that should have been the mindset regardless but here we go getting carried away as I usually do and should have not but it’s hard when it’s something you’ve only imagined and now seems to be real.
No no no not real, I know.
It’s the reasoning that even I feel that I can’t stand. The let’s not so we can. Fake fairy tales. I want to say sorry but I can not because there is no fault not really. I am less mad than sad. I am more hurt than shown. It’s fine- not faults here.
“You never know” they say.
Right, but I feel like you do.
This will pass and I hope the weirdness of whatever maybe I just feel goes with it. The moments gained could happily leave my memory without fret. Unfortunately, I don’t want to reside with them any longer. I would happily go back to the settings prior. Without confusion and desire to take back.
I do feel bad feeling this way because maybe I shouldn’t but it’s okay. It will pass. I should have held more restraint or more respect for myself I guess. Oh well. It will pass.