“The naïve lose it in dark woods,
but seek it under the street lamps.” -Toba Beta
I don’t know when I’ll stop and I don’t know if I will, but I just know that it happens. When you think you’re worth one thing to someone and it turns out you’re really not. When you think “hmm, this is where we stand,” when really, you don’t.
You know what I mean.
It’s like a misplaced trust. A “well, I thought…” moment.
Well, you thought nothing.