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.

It's easy.

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?

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