There's no forcing it.
Do I give up too easily?
Or am I fundamentally flawed? Unable to exist in a long term arrangement?
Forever seeking the excitement of new endeavours?
One of a kind? Heh. I'm sure there's plenty of me out there.
All traipsing through life, without proper purpose, living out the life given.
Foolishly wasting away.
Perhaps this is my destiny. Which among us truly knows?
Hope lives on. As long as the heart stays beating.
The struggle continues.
There is no escaping ourselves.
We are our own worst enemy.
Forever bound until our dying breath.
Looking back at the bridges burnt, I feel remorse.
What will happen when I stumble onto another hapless bridge?
Would fear overcome me and I decide to stay on this side?
Or would I still cross in seeking the greener grass?
Move forward and hope for the best.
Sometimes we say things we don't mean, and sometimes I hope I mean the things I say.
Apology is just another to be thrown around, but this one comes sincere.
I wish you a better life. All of you.
It's not me. It's you.
At least that's what I tell myself.