Eight Letters, Three Words

Now, maybe it's because I've had a couple of exes re-enter my life to varrying degrees in the last little while... or because I had a round trip to the cottage with nothing but the same CDs that have been in my car all summer (leading to much zoning out), but whatever the reason, I feel like spilling a few random thoughts...

It's the ultimate "you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone" kinda of thing. And yet, more often than not, our fantasies far surpass our realities.

Often the longing we experience when someone moves out of our lives is due mostly to the very human tendency of only remembering the good times... and rarely the (often logically sound) reasons that they are no longer around.

A crush which leads to an actual relationship will almost always disappoint. Yet, when a crush doesn't go anywhere, for whatever reason, it always somehow seems like a bigger disappointment.

We can always look back and see where we went wrong, no matter how right it seemed at the time. However, for as right as something is at the time, and how easy it is to keep going, once derailed, it's almost impossible to recall how you got going in that direction in the first place.

Just about everyone has broken a heart, or had theirs broken... and yet somehow it's the times that the other person didn't even know they had the power to do so that seem to be the hardest to get over.

There aren't many more empty feelings than saying those three little words and hearing nothing in return.... yet the reward of hearing them said back always outweighs that risk. Always.

I believe that if you truly loved someone, there will always be a little place in your heart for them.... no matter how badly things ended. I think it's just too hard to totally turn your back on someone if you've truly let them into your heart.

I think I need to get some new CDs in my car before my next roadtrip. Badly.

Also, I swear I'm not high....