kryptonite

My daddy always used to tell me that if it looked too good to be true, it probably was.

contrary to my constant exposure to this wise lesson of life, i continue to insist on being an unfailing optimist. Especially in concerns of the heart.

I become almost unbeatable. I forgive, and flex, and frame myself to the situation and the person. And I'm not a quitter. I'm in it for the long-haul, as long as the haul may be each and every time.

Few people ever see this side of me, because I rarely let my guard down. The few times I have in the past, I always end up stranded by the roadside, feeling blindsided and alone, and never with any understanding of what happened. Isn't it interesting, that of all the things a person could do to someone they care about, the most ruthless is the road chosen most often.

The worst thing anyone could ever do to me is shut the door, without an explanation or a goodbye. I've been left in the dark one too many times, and I'm just about out of the energy it takes to keep getting up and fishing around for the switch to turn on the light again.

I wish I could just turn off the magnetism, the gravitating, and the intense feeling of caring. It is too much to be let down again and again.