maybe it's going to be frustrating, complicated and painful. because what of now? it's like a unstoppable oscillation, up and down and then down and up, leaving me to wonder why it is the way it is. most of the time, i do know, but les sentiments are sly things, turning and twisting you upside down until you feel completely dazed and uncertain. they will lie to you, make you see things that aren't there, and lead you to making all the wrong decisions. they will make you forget the things you ought to remember, things so obvious they practically glare at you in the face.

maybe the questions i ask myself are the wrong ones.

maybe i should talk about it. but i'm not certain whether it even warrants talking about.

maybe it's going to be difficult. but the right choices usually are.