Hopeful

I wonder why it doesn't bother me as much...why I got over it so quickly...maybe I don't have a heart...maybe I'm so cold that losing someone isn't all that traumatizing...or maybe, just maybe I found something better. I don't know yet...we'll find out. But until we do I can only assume that that is the case. Maybe there's something wrong with me...

More and more

I left a bunch of space up there because I couldn't think of how to start it...

Why lead yourself into a situation you cannot get yourself out of? It's exhilarating and fun and new. But what happens when things get caught up in themselves and you can't find your way out? You try to follow the breadcrumbs back to the place of origin...but you fail. You never know what's coming, you can only see so far down the path. Lets hope I chose the right one...