Sex and the University: Journey to the Past
Even the deepest wounds heal. They may leave scars but they are no longer gaping. Yet, why is it that past love's injury's remain cavernous. Why doesnt our heart wound's clot and heal?
We all have that certain someone. That name that cant be uttered in our presence without turning our stomach's. How can a single name turn our world into a downward spiral and re-open wounds forgotten?
Just the other day, a friend of mine uttered the name I fear most. I became introverted thinking of all my past times, and feeling just as miserable as the day it all fell apart.
Maybe a real broken heart never really heals, it just gets easier to live with day by day. And worse yet, why does every guy get compared back to our first injurer? How can we ever escape the love that escaped us?
We all have that certain someone. That name that cant be uttered in our presence without turning our stomach's. How can a single name turn our world into a downward spiral and re-open wounds forgotten?
Just the other day, a friend of mine uttered the name I fear most. I became introverted thinking of all my past times, and feeling just as miserable as the day it all fell apart.
Maybe a real broken heart never really heals, it just gets easier to live with day by day. And worse yet, why does every guy get compared back to our first injurer? How can we ever escape the love that escaped us?