If I can say everything, then let's say it all. I made a promise and I intend to keep it...but how different for me. A victim of my own thoughts. A simple explanation: I refuse to settle. Nothing but the best is good enough for me, and I can be disappointed if I want to; in myself, in the way things pan out, in the most insignificant of details. I want to be so much more- always. When you are feeling the happiest, the stings sting even worse. My emotions are heightened, and everything has become even more significant. Clearly, it is worth it because the numbness is so unattractive to me. Bring it on. Just bring the proof. And show me those eyes.