I've been told and I read somewhere that wandering minds are dangerous. It places doubt and curiosity that could be more costly than benefiting.
But you can't help it... When your brain wanders and make you doubt if everything you're doing is just too hard?
Did he supposedly had the opportunity to meet someone and then decided that I was the not-so-perfect-but-maybe-better one? Did that risk he took to know someone else was worthwhile? I don't know.. Maybe I wonder if I should have a similar experience? Not that I'm looking for it. But maybe it will mature me? I don't know exactly what I want to begin with? Is it by being on par or is it to experience what he had?
Does that make me.. Revengeful? Or merely curious?
Can I really live not knowing any details at all?
Truthfully, why it crept in my head, I don't know. Why it stayed there, i don't know. But are we both trying too hard to prove something?
Maybe the books I'm reading is not good. It dwells and border towards fairy tales and never ending love. But those don't exist. So why do I continue to harbor hopes?
