i have started not to understand the way the heart and the head works again. lately, they're never in phase. i want to share what happened but i don't understand it myself. i've been taught a lesson and walked away unchanged. i really want to know my opinion about the matter, still i remain impartial as the scene recollects in my mind over and over again whilst my attention should be elsewhere. all i can think of is that this was close but there wouldn't be any beginning to this rogue; thank god? maybe i'm bound to be alone forever... or maybe i'm just mourning over what he stole from me and overanalyzing what it means to steal. yet, one result is apparent, i've become weak and my behavior portrays this. thereafter, i don't want to be touch any time soon unless it's from a precious person that makes a reappearance in my life, as long as it's not the Alchemist or a ghost from the future.