I wonder how long it will take this time around. For the knot in the hollow of your rib to dissolve. Will it be any different than last time? Will I think back on the magic moments with fondness or will it be marred by the bitterness of loss till it fades into indifference? History appalling repeats itself and what's worse, is that I chose to ignore it. Ignore my better sense. Ignore the pithy advice of others. All for the moment. Because the moment promised magic. But the moment turned. Became more than it was meant to. Hindsight tells me it was foolishly arrogant to think it wouldn't. Actually, that's not true. I didn't think it wouldn't - I choose to ignore that it probably would. Now it's time to pay. Seems fair.
Irony is all very well when it's happening to someone else. I don't like it when my life becomes ironic. Why did I think it was going to be any different? Why was I hoping it would be? Well, that one's easy enough to answer... I wanted it so damned much. So much that I blithely ignored the reality in front me. Not wanting to see it. Not wanting to acknowledge it. Thinking it could be different. Thinking I was different.
And now, I've lost it all. Again. And I'm still no different from all those women who think they are special....
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