K is for Kelly

Sometimes when things are broken, it's best to leave it the way it is and walk away than to hurt yourself grappling with the broken pieces, trying every possible way to make things work. I guess I can say that I've learnt that the hard way.

Sometimes I wonder, how do you determine enough is enough, when do you know you should just throw your hands up in the air and surrender to Fate... just when? Because we never know exactly when... I guess that's why we flounder along praying that this time it would work, because we've given everything we've got.

Sometimes I don't know which is worse; a cynic who's secretly hopeful about Love, or an optimist who's growing increasingly cynical about it... and I don't know which camp do I belong in. Afterall you can't expect a girl to still be full of hope, after getting her heart dismembered by someone who doesn't appreciate her decision to take a leap of faith, can you?

Sometimes I ask myself what would I do if one day, someone who broke my heart wanted me back in his life again. I never quite figured out the answer. Maybe I should slam the door in his face to let him have a taste of the rejection I felt, maybe I would make him jump through hoops and cross huddles just to prove that he's worth it. Either way, I guess I ain't gonna make it easy for the person to worm his way back into my heart. Shame on him if he fooled me once, shame on me if he fools me twice ya know?

And... I just hope the next one who comes along will know that I'm far more damaged than I let on, that I may have major trust issues and now I look before I take a leap....

Gosh this is such a heavy entry haha! The kinda things that run through my head at night... thoughts that float around in my head till I purge them out