Although I have not been writing, I have sure been thinking. I have all these ideas jotted down, inspired from here and from there, I just needed a chance to sit down and stitch them together.

Sometimes thinking back can be a funny thing. Thinking back on what we remember, or what we choose to remember. It seems that when I am letting someone in, I tend to ignore all the cons of someone. But in the end it is these things that we seem to remember the most, probably because it was what we were left hurt by.

But let’s not forget, that in the first place we ignored these because we paid attention to the pros. Or at least what we liked about them. What we were drawn to. I’ve never really thought back to the beginning because the end is the first thing that pops into my mind so I dismiss the idea to quickly to remember the good. Or at least the good you left with from that person.

There is the reason I love classic rock, and a well-made sandwich. There is my keen ability to now spot a douche-bag. The reason I know good guys really do exist, and the reason I know bad ones do too. I have learned that good things might not always work out, but once it a while it will. You have to keep trying so you don’t miss your moment.

“There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice.” Of course we will remember the bad, it happened. And it feels so bad because you once cared about that person. But the bad means it didn’t work out, so take what good you got and move on in time to what is to come. Each person will leave what they will on us, metaphorical marks. And you just have to let them heal. Don’t rush it, with time it won’t feel so bad. You will just be left the reminder of how to make something better the next time. The next love, whatever it comes as, will be a different love.

Sometimes you have to “settle for living in misery because we are afraid of change, of things crumbling to ruins, ruin is a gift, ruin is the road to transformation. “ To have your heart broken means that you have tried for something, and broken means that you have the chance to put things back together however you choose.
If that isn't Hopeless...