who thinks I’m naive enough to believe that one day someone I loved would come around and want to marry me? apparently I can fall in love and experience a bliss, but in the end I always know it’s temporary. nothing lasts enough, nothing more but to make a note of a chapter in your life. nothing more than a diary entries, lessons learned and moments shared. in the end it’s always temporary. why would we try to make something keep? when ultimately it never does. a year from know I will be on to other things, something new. someone new?

so what am I trying for? I am making promises because I felt like it was something someone wanted me to promise, but I realize I don’t really care and none of this matters. I am just buying time, we all are.

I have given up hope that someone would want to keep me. that someone would try to keep me. want me enough to try. I have been sitting around waiting for someone to ask me if they could keep me. I have been naive enough to have believed that someone might.

life is temporary.