I used to
think that the pragmatic part of my world-outlook will never change. I’m used
following through all the work that I am given; establishing new rules of my
pleasure. Obviously I was unaware how it
to feel desperate that this trait can damage my happiness, but earlier, I used
to assume that it is the only reality. I also used to ramble through the town,
go over the fact that I’m a grown woman as if it was written in a textbook,
which I need to learn by heart. But one day everything has changed. I’m used to
giving the time limit for everyone, who crosses the scope of my world. But I
didn’t even bear in mind that this scheme absolutely doesn’t work for love. I
met one guy, and even now I can’t understand how it could happen to me. I
described him the rules. And we were together for one month, and than we broke
up. Still then I’m getting used to the fact that it wasn’t my fault, that I
didn’t crash my love. But of course I comprehend that if I hadn’t been so
strong, had thought about unpredictability, I would definitely be happier and
with him now. I’m getting used to being easier in every aspect of my life;
don’t give up and dreaming. For instance, I wish I could come across with him
one day, smile and go ahead against all odds.
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