Relationships are a trip. Like a short-lived vacation trip. But not the good kind. It's the kind of trip you planned for but everything ends up going wrong and completely unplanned. It's the kind where your car breaks downs on your way there and then when you finally make it to the hotel, you find out the hotel double booked your room and doesn't have any rooms left to give you, so you end up in some shitty motel because that's all that's left. Yet, you still try to make the best of it. You forget about the hobos and the hookers surrounding your room and decide to focus on the plans you've made because you're only there to sleep anyway. Of course, all your plans fall through because it just so happens to be the busiest week to travel where you are because of some sports game, convention, concert or because it's spring break. So, everything is sold out or has a wait time of three to four hours before you can even get food.
Now I know you're waiting for me to get to the bright side of things, buts let's face it. - there isn't one. Maybe it's a little pessimistic of me to think this way but it's really not and we all kind of know this. Things don't go as planned. Relationships, don't go as planned. You could find the person that gets that dead hallow heart of yours beating again but that'll only be for some time. A short time. And by that, I mean, it'll only be a short time before you'll want to rip your heart out and step on it yourself because that'll feel so much better than loving someone.
To love is to get hurt. You can't love someone and not get hurt by that same someone. But when that someone loves you and you feel it, you'll feel like a crying child falling asleep in the arms of the adult that comforts them the most. You'll feel like that shitty vacation just took a turn for the best because maybe you walked into a casino and accidentally hit a jackpot or maybe it's the end of the vacation and you get to leave. So, I lied, there is a bright side. The part of the tragic vacation you toughed out is finally over and you can go home. That very sweet moment of sleeping in your own clean bed and not some springy motel bed with some permanent mystery dampness. When you get home and immediately start to think about how to better plan your next vacation and how much better it will be because now you've learned. You toughed it out. Now you're excited about what's next and what's to come. Whether it's the same destination or a different one.
There is hope. A little paranoia as well, but the hope is denser.
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