We always seem to go back to those who hurt us. It's kind of funny, it's like we enjoy the pain they make us feel. It's the same with bad memories, we always insist on remembering them, we torture ourselves with them and what for? What's in the past should remain in the past, that's it, there's nothing else we can change, the only thing that we live for is for the present. People are just like that, if they are out of our lives, and they decided this, why should we go back to them? But it hurts anyway, it's not easy to let go of people you once liked, especially when you are confused about your feelings. We should learn how to love ourselves more before loving someone else. I feel like sometimes we are too desperate to find someone, so that we don't feel lonely, but do we really need them, someone said that everything happens at the right moment, so why force it? I've always asked myself so many questions, trying to figure everything out, but at the end of the day I realize I have even more questions than in the beginning. I feel like we all complicate things when they should all be simple. We worry too much for the small things that no one else notice, no one is perfect, so why bother trying to be someone that you are not?
