Change, change, change

Isn't easy.

Even as my life changed to a very good thing, I resisted. A little. Then I gave in 100% and it was great, like being in a warm room, where nothing can touch you, everything negative comes flipped and positive.

Everyday things are more fun, when shared. Everything is a little brighter. Your mind can drift on currents of recent memories and look forward to making new ones. We can go to heights never experienced before, as was my experience, and see how great simple things in life can be.
These heights sting the memory, and set the bar painfully high. These heights can make the stomach sick, and force the mind away from thoughts that once held warmth and fulfillment.

Change can give you the best you've ever had. But despite what you may want, you may not be able to keep it.

We have to welcome change because you never know what it will bring. If we remain stagnant, we also know what we will always get: more of the same. Change brings in great things, and change takes them away.

Sometimes we know why they happen, and it doesn't matter because it's out of our hands, and sometimes we're in the dark, shaking our heads, wondering what the hell hit us.

We can't ask, "Why did this happen?"
We can't say, "But it would have been so great..." because those thoughts lead to rot. We can never move on.

I deserved the experience, and inversely, I don't deserve to sit and ask the aforementioned questions. In plain English, I don't get to be a little whiny bitch about anything.

We don't need it.

I appreciated every moment Lisa, I really did. I stand by everything I said, though I have one regret, and that is you deserved red roses from me, because of what they mean, and because one beautiful thing deserves another.

Take care, I'm still here.