Your Crime Scene Was Missing Its Caution Tape

Sometimes we let our heart over power our minds, and she did. Sometimes the hardest and the tight thing are the same, but something the difficulty blurs out our ability to reason and know what's right. This could either be her most inordinate mistake or her most versatile quality - only time will allow their story to unfold. Her denial is an endeavor all of its own. She allows the thoughts to elude her mind so her heart can mend. Sometimes she worries that it's all in her heard, that she's over reacting and she's the one who's doing wrong. She worries that she's letting her past seep in to poison her present. How foolish she is, letting him toy with her heart strings and taking his behavior as something that will change with the season. Does she not remember seasons have four faces, and only repeat? There's times when she wants to give up and let go, but she can never bring her fragile heart to do it - she's scared. She knows this isn't what she wants, she knows this isn't how it should be, but she allows herself to wash his fingerprints from the crime scenes as he leaves her alone. Moving backwards to where he wants is uncharted territory; its existence may not even be possible. We can only move forward, moving backwards is a nonsensical game - building her concrete castle walls so strong they become impervious. As outsiders we can see he bleeds only false pretense; he dresses up his lies so perfectly they become hidden. If only she knew, but I'm no outsider.

I think you have some caution tape showing.