The dim light hides the years on all the faded girls...
Is wanting something, even (dare I say it) needing something, or someone enough to save it? Despite obstacles that might send the average, only mildly involved person running in the other direction? Or ultimately will situations and locations dictate the outcome of most relationships rather than mere feelings and desires?
Because isn't that what is most often advertised to us? That if you want something badly enough you'll be able to have it. From birth we're taught that "You can do anything, achieve anything." -if you try hard enough and want it badly enough. But honestly is that really true?
I think that really is what the loss of innocence is. Realizing that you can't have everything you want, or even what you may feel you need. That you may never become a princess, you can't learn to fly, medical school is a whole lot longer and harder than becoming a pharmaceutical salesman and you may not marry "the one"...the first, or the second time.
I would give just about anything for things to work out but this isn't just a case of missing, being lonely and a little bit heartbroken -something where a good cry and a few phone calls will make you feel a lot better. Throw in some bitterness, a fair amount of anger and pissed-off'edness and then you'll be much more on the right track. I hate the fact that no one warns you about that whole second half of emotions. Maybe I'm the only one who feels like that...or maybe I just stand alone in being willing to fess up to being pissed for completely trivial and irrational reasons.
Because isn't that what is most often advertised to us? That if you want something badly enough you'll be able to have it. From birth we're taught that "You can do anything, achieve anything." -if you try hard enough and want it badly enough. But honestly is that really true?
I think that really is what the loss of innocence is. Realizing that you can't have everything you want, or even what you may feel you need. That you may never become a princess, you can't learn to fly, medical school is a whole lot longer and harder than becoming a pharmaceutical salesman and you may not marry "the one"...the first, or the second time.
I would give just about anything for things to work out but this isn't just a case of missing, being lonely and a little bit heartbroken -something where a good cry and a few phone calls will make you feel a lot better. Throw in some bitterness, a fair amount of anger and pissed-off'edness and then you'll be much more on the right track. I hate the fact that no one warns you about that whole second half of emotions. Maybe I'm the only one who feels like that...or maybe I just stand alone in being willing to fess up to being pissed for completely trivial and irrational reasons.