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The Wanderer


I knew it was a joke right from day one. I mean...it was so obvious! My instinct has never failed me.
It was ritual for me not to get too involved with someone until I get to know whoever deeply, but this time around I let my guard down. Its hard to judge a book by its cover you know.

I used to build walls and burn bridges, I wanted it to be just ME! I couldn't stand the thought of someone coming to fill me up and then leave like nothing happened. I LEARNED!.

I decided to live in the  moment, enjoy it while it lasted, feel as long as I could. But it wasn't enough. I wanted something real, something I could hold on to..... I started digging the past, it felt so wrong. I stopped. Believe me it HURTS. Then I realized its Ok to feel...everything if possible. I said to myself, cry if you want to, laugh, hate, love , just feel. You'll be fine.

But there's only one thing to do, you either make or fool yourself.

No one truly cares about you, so care for yourself.

Value YOURSELF.

I decided to care for myself , to hurt less.

I WANDERED.....


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