Changing Routes

Ah yes, the GPS. It doesn't let you change routes midway, when you're on one long road leading to somewhere, somewhere that you decided to go just 20 minutes ago

You were so sure of your destination, you wasted the entire 2 minutes and 40 seconds it takes just to type the damn address in the godforsaken GPS

But alas, I've had to change routes again. I thought I'd never love after my last relationship ended, I thought I'd never get attached to someone else, I thought I'd never let my heart get broken

Abrupt endings are hard. A full stop when your run-on sentence is one of the more beautiful things you've ever written.

I just hope I have the self-esteem to deal with this one. It's hardest to love oneself after being pushed away by someone who's opinion deeply matters.

But like my friend says, "Your lungs will adjust to new air."

so I'll just keep breathing