I went to see Sex in the City the other day with a friend and the old ME of last year would of loved it. This ME doesn't believe that after 5 months of not seeing one another and just lying on the floor of a closet makes everything better. It just doesn't work that way. Things don't get better like that. People don't just walk on a bridge and never look back. You cannot not look back.
I find it sad that I am this way as I so want the "Pretty Woman" fantasy but you live through things and they become a part of you and make you who you are. That doesn't mean that I'll stop believing in it but it will just be harder to find that one person. Not settling--like Samantha did--and thinking of your needs and wants is the key. Selfish--yes but who else can take care of you?
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