How did I fool myself into thinking that this time would be different? How could I unwittingly let my heart hope for the impossible? I did not think I would feel this loss again, but somehow through the jokes and playing there was some truth in what I was saying, in what I was feeling. I was blind but now I can see, and maybe now my heart can begin to mend and grow for someone else. I've loved long and hard, but I did not love with my whole heart, it was fragmented and I did not realize it until it was too late. All the hurt, pain, and animosity I felt clouded my thinking leading me to act irrationally like I did not have a care in the world. Wandering around town like I was the life of the party when inside I was dying. I live my life in a masquerade, and it is time for me to remove the mask and find my true self.
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