incompatible
There are some things I try so hard to understand.
People enter your life, charm you, love you, complicate your existence. But when they decide to abandon you, and leave without any sense of closure, all you have are unanswered questions, and your brain gets submerged into a vat of suspended intensity. And it feels oddly like cold Jell-o.
Eventually, you know, the hurt softens, quiets, sleeps. Whatever.
But today, a chance encounter, and HELL- IT'S FANTASTIC because everything comes crashing back in four seconds. Without so much as a warning, they're back just to do it all over again. And what's worse. You let it happen. Why? Because you like to think some people are worth a second chance, right? What a stupid shitting excuse.
It doesn't take long for you to realize that the pathetic little bandages you've used to mend your emotions are cheaper than generic toilette paper. And oh yeah, you have a headache now, too.
Round two is over before it's even started.
People enter your life, charm you, love you, complicate your existence. But when they decide to abandon you, and leave without any sense of closure, all you have are unanswered questions, and your brain gets submerged into a vat of suspended intensity. And it feels oddly like cold Jell-o.
Eventually, you know, the hurt softens, quiets, sleeps. Whatever.
But today, a chance encounter, and HELL- IT'S FANTASTIC because everything comes crashing back in four seconds. Without so much as a warning, they're back just to do it all over again. And what's worse. You let it happen. Why? Because you like to think some people are worth a second chance, right? What a stupid shitting excuse.
It doesn't take long for you to realize that the pathetic little bandages you've used to mend your emotions are cheaper than generic toilette paper. And oh yeah, you have a headache now, too.
Round two is over before it's even started.