I tried to be nice, then I tried to be mean, I even tried all the things that were left in between. And that’s just life; we exhaust every option until there aren’t anymore.
After a long while, he gave me a fighting chance to show him a little bit of love and romance. Years streaked by before he finally noticed me; the love of his life, so willing, so free. Many others I’d met never ended up swayed, and sadly for them, that’s why they never got laid. The problem is some people just can’t believe in a person who hasn’t got something up their sleeve. So many live their whole lives full of doubt and suspicion, never trusting that anyone could have a fair disposition. And it’s sad but true that the trusting are few. Sometimes you just have to follow your heart.
Why does happiness have to be so fleeting? We think we can hold onto it, but it’s ever taking flight. Happiness can morph into madness in an instant or be extinguished in a sad, unexpected moment like a moth to a flame. If only I could hold it always and keep it safely cradled against my chest. But happiness always finds a way to elude me. I’m watching right now as it inconspicuously floats away.