Chest full of thoughts.

I find myself wondering lately. Wondering about things such as love, heartbreak and how I truly felt about them. Avoiding things is what I do. In my mind its better than confrontation… with others, or myself. Naturally I’ve come to find myself lingering on one of the most pivotal points in my life. With many spuratic memories leaking into my capacious mind I’m left with this… I can neither say that I am upset or relieved that I have stumbled out of a world filled with what was just short of a lifelong romance. It was blissful at moments and also at times the most frustrated I have ever been. With those words it has thought me how to love and how not to love. How to communicate well and poorly. It tought me what and what not to give of myself in certain stages of a relationship. Most of all I have learned that it is not easy, but that doesn’t mean you should settle for less than happiness at the end of each day. I guess what I’m trying to say is that I have learned so much from what I have experienced and as much as I feel unaccompanied some days, I am blessed with what I once had.