Too Much, Too Much

It basically makes total sense that I have fallen for this trap... once again. I thought I would have at least caught it... but no, I am a victim to puppy love...

Oh wait, I am a girl. So it's normal I think. Especially when I start to see you at the end of the isle in a really nice tux and everybody is crying and I have no idea what happened to my brain because everything is spinning in circles around me and the flowers smell nice but the shade of purple is a little to light for me but everyone seems happy. Actually there's nobody watching. It's just you and me and that's it. Don't think a ceremony can even happen with an absence of everyone.

Whoa, whoa wait a second. I have only known you for a week. I finally snapped out of it...I don't know how but thank goodness I did. And...wait...you aren't mr perfect!? Oh my gosh and to my dismay I have been in total denial of reality for who knows how long! In fact you are far from perfect and all I can see is that you are clearly on another playing field. Me too, though, me too. I looked in the mirror today... Oh my gosh... not even going to say it. Stress leaves marks, let me tell ya.

I can't do this. Not again. I have done this before and I have pretty much thrown my life into someone's lap in a very short period of time leaving them no sense of need to put up any sort of fight. But there's always somebody you have to let go of before you pick me up... and until that happens I don't want to be sitting here having my heart strings pulled on like I'm some sort of marionette doll. Nope, not going to do it.

I've had this happen one too many times. I want to be able to avoid the heartbreak this time around. Thank God that romance comes in packages so I can look outside the box.