All it takes is one night, and suddenly everything I’ve ever wanted is again hopelessly unattainable. Stupid.
The heart wants what the heart wants. The mind is there to tell it to shut the fuck up.
It will be true, and it will be real.
And I must remember
that it is still not my loss.
We are all adults here. You do not need others to babysit your emotions for you.
…thinks I’m beautiful, and that’s enough for me.