letting letting letting

I think I'm going to write a book "How to let go of things not meant for you"

some inspiration

blinded by optimism

Maybe I'm just that naive to believe that people are "good" from the beginning. It blinds me... there were plenty of warning signs but I kept going because of this idea that there is so much potential in this person. And he kept rising and I kept hoping and kept rising... and right when I thought that this was going to work, right when I decided that this might be exactly IT, I got totally side swiped.
I can imagine myself driving along a nice road. There are a couple of showers here and there, maybe some sharp turns, but for the most part it's a very enjoyable ride. And all of a sudden this huge truck cuts me off and I see myself swerving off the road and into the woods. I am trying to stop, but it's a hill. It's a bumpy ride and I eventually slow down and hit a tree. The car is damaged, but I'm okay.
This is how I feel emotionally. I know I am OK and I will be okay, but the shock of what has happened runs through me over and over again.

Even after all this time the sun never says to the earth, “you owe me.” Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky.

I wish I could lay down beside you
When the day is done
And wake up to your face
Against the morning sun
But like everything I've ever known
You'll disappear one day
So I'll spend my whole life hiding my heart away

Mama Said - The Shirelles

"I have a history of making decisions very quickly about men. I have always fallen in love fast and without measuring risks. I have a tendency not only to see the best in everyone, but to assume that everyone is emotionally capable of reaching his highest potential. I have fallen in love more times than I care to count with the highest potential of a man, rather than with the man himself, and I have hung on to the relationship for a long time (sometimes far too long) waiting for the man to ascend to his own greatness. Many times in romance I have been a victim of my own optimism." 
— Elizabeth Gilbert (Eat, Pray, Love)