Retrospect

I used to be sure. So sure, I wiped out all other options and wore imaginary blinders to keep the windows of my soul from wandering. But times change, people change. I witnessed as I grow, that the things that made you happy before may cease to exist. And that's why it's not good to have reasons for loving a person, because one day you'll learn to believe that people do change. What will happen if you attach characteristics to feelings? What if it comes down to just not getting enough? Yes, it's not enough, no longer enough. I could only wish things were the way they were, albeit they never will be. I keep looking for something I always thought I had. But now it's completely gone, and I catch a glimpse of all the options I abandoned and just like that... I'm not so sure anymore.