It’s crazy because it’s so sane.
Logically, I say things like these never last, so why was my situation different?
Ah, it makes sense now. I couldn’t see.
I didn’t apply the same standards to me as I give to others.
Hypocritical? I think so.
No, let me rephrase that, I know so.
I wasn’t intentionally that way though,
It’s just, the application of standards we set are sometimes impossible to hold.
I always said they never last, but I felt mine would never end.
All along, I couldn’t come to grips with the end in anything though.
I mean, Finality was so farfetched; I pegged it as more theoretical than actual.
Only for me though; finality was real for everyone else, except me.
Took me two whole years accept to what I had whole-heartedly rejected.
I just couldn’t grasp it before, but I do now.
I believe it’s to the detriment of me because now I expect everything to be temporary.
That in turn makes me ensure that all things are expendable.
I once thought forever was true, but now I feel permanence is a myth.
I guess this is all a part of the mental growth of me.
It’s the unfortunate evolution of my mind.