It's truly terrifying how wrong you can be about a person.

It's so strange to think that at one point in my life not so long ago, merely a year actually..that I thought you were one of the most trustworthy and real people I had ever met. I was naive and foolish to convince my heart that you would never do anything to make me feel small. I believed this rather fast because in my eyes you proved yourself to be a flower in a field of drying grass within such a short amount of time. Within weeks I was falling in love with your words your ambition, and your hands that would gently grasp the bottom of my chin, and the smile that would pierce my eyes. It's so strange, as fast as my heart became enamored with your presence it quickly became cautious of any voice even mouthing your name. The lips that once grazed yours suddenly grew tired and sick of the taste. How foolish I was to believe that anything real could ever last. Hell..I'm still discovering the early stages of my twenties. What the hell did I know?