Get 'em while 'er hot!
I feel like most people in life settle.
They settle for what's in front of them.
They've never processed the proverb, "Good things come to those who wait."
I see it first hand so many times.
Maybe it's because they don't realize they're settling.
Maybe when it comes to the love side of settling, people are just too wrapped up in the shiny-new-feeling.
So it doesn't matter if they don't truly like that person.
They will LEARN to love each other.
And then they fall into themselves because it's comfortable and sedative.
And then they start to unconsciously see what they failed to see in the beginning.
They aren't fit for each other.
They pick fights over mundane ambiguous things.
And then they grow to not be able to stand one another.
They probably could have stayed as friends if they hadn't dragged each other through the mud.
It's too late now.
They were complacent, why should they have ended it then?
When they could suck the life from each other?
Use it 'til it can't be used no more!
Who cares it could be indispensable if used properly?
Who cares if they drive themselves to the point of no return?
Who cares if they can no longer give themselves to another the same way because they've been deformed?
Who cares that they tainted them for others.
For the one, who could have loved and cherished every moment until the end of their time and beyond.
For those who would take them for better or worse, in sickness and in health.
For a chance from that day forward until death do they part.
Ignorance is bliss.
Maybe I'll become ignorant.
They settle for what's in front of them.
They've never processed the proverb, "Good things come to those who wait."
I see it first hand so many times.
Maybe it's because they don't realize they're settling.
Maybe when it comes to the love side of settling, people are just too wrapped up in the shiny-new-feeling.
So it doesn't matter if they don't truly like that person.
They will LEARN to love each other.
And then they fall into themselves because it's comfortable and sedative.
And then they start to unconsciously see what they failed to see in the beginning.
They aren't fit for each other.
They pick fights over mundane ambiguous things.
And then they grow to not be able to stand one another.
They probably could have stayed as friends if they hadn't dragged each other through the mud.
It's too late now.
They were complacent, why should they have ended it then?
When they could suck the life from each other?
Use it 'til it can't be used no more!
Who cares it could be indispensable if used properly?
Who cares if they drive themselves to the point of no return?
Who cares if they can no longer give themselves to another the same way because they've been deformed?
Who cares that they tainted them for others.
For the one, who could have loved and cherished every moment until the end of their time and beyond.
For those who would take them for better or worse, in sickness and in health.
For a chance from that day forward until death do they part.
Ignorance is bliss.
Maybe I'll become ignorant.