Two nights ago I did something stupid. I divulge to much on Facebook, Twitter and this blog. Today I will keep my comments to a minimum. I will not go of a tangent about my personal life, because I'm learning it affects others. I will not bash myself, so that others can arm themselves with the ammunition to attack me. Whether it be in jest or for real. I'm an open book and I don't hide my feelings well. I might need to try for the sake of my sanity, but I don't know how.
Two nights ago I did something stupid. I let a vice control me and the repercussions have been devastating. I recently met someone for whom I have a great deal of respect and some quickly growing feelings for. They let me into their world with some trepidation and I can't tell them how much I appreciated it. Our feeling started to grow and had become more than just a fling or a crush. Two people, in search of someone who gets them. Someone who cares. Both with pasts that left them guarded. I don't want to put a label on it, but it was nice. It was beyond comfortable. It was at times, perfect.
Two night ago I did something stupid. I can't take it back. I can't make it right. I have to move forward and hope for forgiveness. I can try to be better. I can make some minor changes. I can try to be the best person I can be, from now on. I can't make Friday night go away. My hands tremble, my stomach tosses and turns. I'm afraid. I'm afraid that history is repeating itself and every time I have something good within my grasp, I do something to lose it. I've lost a lot in my life. I've had a lot to lose. I don't want this to be another time I sit and wonder, what if?
Two nights ago I did something stupid. I am sorry. I hope it's enough.
Two nights ago I did something stupid. I let a vice control me and the repercussions have been devastating. I recently met someone for whom I have a great deal of respect and some quickly growing feelings for. They let me into their world with some trepidation and I can't tell them how much I appreciated it. Our feeling started to grow and had become more than just a fling or a crush. Two people, in search of someone who gets them. Someone who cares. Both with pasts that left them guarded. I don't want to put a label on it, but it was nice. It was beyond comfortable. It was at times, perfect.
Two night ago I did something stupid. I can't take it back. I can't make it right. I have to move forward and hope for forgiveness. I can try to be better. I can make some minor changes. I can try to be the best person I can be, from now on. I can't make Friday night go away. My hands tremble, my stomach tosses and turns. I'm afraid. I'm afraid that history is repeating itself and every time I have something good within my grasp, I do something to lose it. I've lost a lot in my life. I've had a lot to lose. I don't want this to be another time I sit and wonder, what if?
Two nights ago I did something stupid. I am sorry. I hope it's enough.
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