The choices you make determine everything
They are the difference between good and bad fortune
Life and death
Love and love lost
If only foresight were as good as hindsight
And exercising discretion was easier than indiscretion
It all comes down to choices...
Planning ahead
Covering all your bases
Yea yea...
All the due diligence in the world couldn't save you from heartache
Why?
Because heartache is unexpected
No one enters a relationship wondering how tragically it will end
No
You walk in with these rose colored glasses that give you the image that everything will be ok
Truth is
Relationships are the most messed up form of masochism known to man
We get into these relationships knowing quite well we may end up hurt
Bitter
And feeling rejected
Declining to our fortress of solitude made of comfy sweats
A big blanket
5 pillows
A remote
And lots of ice cream
A deep recessive funk
And for what?
A shot at love?
But what about those who really do get that love?
If it doesn't work, their despair in the aftermath is far worse
Yet we continue to do it to ourselves
As people, we just can't help it
With the rest of you I ride this crazy masochistic roller coaster of love
I hope in the end
I'm one of the lucky ones who lands on love and stays there