The funny thing about relationships is that you're supposed to walk away a little bit stronger, and a little more wise. The not-so-funny thing about reality is that sometimes we just feel weak and foolish. We are supposed to gain perspective on the things that went wrong, but sometimes vision gets blurred and we can't percieve anything at all. If there is such a fine line between right and wrong, then why is it so easy to get tangled? It is amazing how quickly we switch sides. We throw our emotions around like a tennis ball and hope that they will either be caught or just bounce right back, unphased. As long as the ball is in someone else's court we have no worries. But it seems that as we get older, the stakes only get higher. This is the point where the game stops being fun and starts being scary. The thrill of being in love loses it's thrill, and we spend more time protecting ourselves than enjoying. Since when did that Cloud 9 become a Catch 22? I shed not a tear for the things I have lost, but instead for the things I have let go. And I have glimmering hope that someday It will be okay.