There's nothing you can know that isn't known.
Nothing you can see that isn't shown.
Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be.
No. It’s not easy.
And I have yet to master that carefree feeling like The Beatles, but I sure wish I could. It would most definitely help. I think.
Do you believe in second chances—or better yet, second mistakes? Yes, it is possible to get into the same type of trouble twice, but does a second time around mean you’re actually learning from your mistakes? Or just finding an easier way, a better technique to avoid them and their consequences?
I knew I shouldn’t have gone back to him. I knew it wasn’t the right thing to do, the right person to be with. And I knew that he was trouble, he was bad news. And I liked it.
Danger wasn’t something I normally went searching for but once I found it, I craved it. I yearned for that excited and nervous feeling that entered my stomach, my mind, my heart when I was with him.
Sure, there were times when my gut feeling told me to stop going back to him but I couldn’t listen to it. He was the one I’d think about before I went to sleep at night. And he was the one featured in my dreams. Whether I was in his or not.
Plus, I mean what’s life without a little adventure? Could it hurt?