A year ago...
I still believed that when the word "love" was used, it meant love -- not some other twisted form of emotion
I was still willing to put my pride, myself, my heart and emotions out there, wear them proudly on my sleeve, and not consider the consequences
I was reckless enough to think that if I wanted it badly enough, it would happen
I was hopeful and optimistic, yet sadly pessimistic at the same time. A conflict of everything all over the place
I was giddy and walking on air...when I should have realized it was just that, air.
I had a little taste of heaven, though the aftermath only turned out to be food poisoning
I was a lot more naive than I should have been.
Thank you 12 months.
Oh and as an afterthought, I've been blogging for 5 years now, as of a few days ago. Wow. Maybe I should just let it go and close this thing down.










