I do not know why but in the last week I have been thinking about my latest heartbreaker quite intensely.
The nights are the worst; why do I experience this? Do I not make myself tired, amused with life, or busy enough?
Nights have always been my favorite time of the day. Quiet, peaceful, relaxing, and all mine…
Lately, he has been in my mind. The bitterness, annoyance, rejection, and pain, all of them, seem to have lifted all of a sudden. I care about him as much as before. I am smitten all over again.
I swear I did not see that coming.
“…I will not walk with you on the same path again
You put traps for those who walk with you..”