So, I have come to realize that over the course of time, you will fall victim to people who will blame you for their faults. They will fall short, they will know it, and they will apologize. It will break your heart to see them cry, to see them in such pain. You will have nightmares about them doing you wrong, not because they hurt you, but because they regret it because it hurt them too. They will truly want to make it right, so you will give them a chance. Later though, when you bring it up, it won't be the same. You will have played a part, the cards are the same but the game has changed. Your views are now cross-cut. You, since you love them, will say it's ok, im sorry. Then, it will happen again, and again and again. Someone, or several people will come along and tell you to get out, to leave. You will say no, I will work through it. So you go to your beloved and try to fix it, you think you do. Then it happens all over. Eventually, you will simply say, I need proof. I need to KNOW that we aren't just on a merri-go-round. I need to know that you love me as much as I love you.... Then they walk away... and you watch as all the love and effort and care you put into that person to make them understand why you love them, and to be a part of your life, is gone. All the memories... Just disappear. There will be nothing you can do about it. Your world won't go up in flames, but in an inferno only spawned by hell itself... Either the strongest or the weakest steel is forged from flames... Once tempered, and once cooled, as you walk out of your inferno will you know what kind of steel you are. Only then will know your true colors. You will know whether you are strong, or weak, cruel, or loving. The person you were with your beloved is gone, all that remains is the skeleton and now to find out what kind of skeleton you have... I found out. Cold, calculating, strong and most of all, determined. I hope you never have to see your skeleton, but very few make it to the end with your highschool sweetheart... or in my case, Gov School sweetheart.
