Moving on?

To something new.
To experience someone new.
To be a innovative inamorata.

Like I have mentioned earlier. I want to take a chance. I contemplated about taking that specific risk brought up earlier. And I've decided to scratch it. I've got something new. A new venture. And I am going to complete it. That was what I was set on yesterday.

So I must be on a roller coaster. Not only is my emotions going out of wack, but so is my mind. I've gotten myself to think that I've moved on. I am through with what I had and I am all set for what relationships the future throws at me. But is my thinking correct. I guess only I would know. And since I do not, then I'll just have to keep living to find out. It's not that I want to forget what I had, it's that I want to be able to think of something new.

I've been laying here just pondering about things. You all may think nothing of it. But every time we exchange words I begin to like him again and again. But in the end I always end up being heart broken. The nasty words that at the end are being exchange. It's truly disappointing. I just feel like he keeps trying to mess with my mind. I'm not sure if he's thinking what I'm thinking; if his intentions are the same. Whether or not he told me what his intentions are, I still am not certain to find it plausible. I known him well enough to know that he does love me. I'm just baffled. I don't know what to think. I'll just leave it be. Should I go on with the plans we had. Or start new. We'll see.

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