One week

Feb 07, 2007 22:00

I got my heart broken today.

Honestly, it has very little to do with love. Or, if you look at it from another angle, it has everything to do with love. Life's funny like that, with its changing camera angles. The way the sunlight hits a situation can change its meaning entirely.

In any event, the way I'm telling the story, it has little to do with love.

I have a lot of faith in people, in balance, in life. I pride myself on my open mind and optimism, my easy smile and roll-with-the-punches mentality. I'm funny, I'm relatively good looking. I'm well adjusted, and pottytrained too!

So when someone manages to shake me, and, to some extent, shake my faith in people in general, I get sad.

My heart broke because I realized that people can do very unexpected things.

My heart broke because I lost (an admittedly small) piece of my blind optimism. Not everyone sees things the way I do, and while for the most part that is the most amazing part about life and relationships, sometimes it sucks.

My heart broke because I saw something I didn't want to.

day, thinking

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