I've come to realize two things about relationships

One, is that as you get older the dynamics of all your relationships will change. This is more or less a euphamism to justify any possible distance between people, and everything that goes along with that. This doesn't however, mean that anything is wrong between two people, but life can't be laugh-a-minute forever.
The other thing I realized, is that there are some things that won't ever be the same no matter how hard you fight, and try to hold on to the past. Sometimes the only way to get things ok again is to let go of the past and hope for the best.

I'm more than aware of the fact that this is completely ridiculious.

Did I get what I've been asking for?
To be on my own and finally try to get this right
And away from you to see who I really am?
Is this what I really wanted?
The closest thing to being on my own and all alone
And away from you to see what I'm made of?
Well I'm finding out I don't have the slightest idea
And that I'd do anything to find that connection
Even if it's fake it's better than nothing
And that mind-set that everyone says is worse than being on your own is what it's come down to
And that mind-set that we're all so against
And so determined to not become
Is getting more and more comfortable

Because this is what I wanted
And it isn't much of anything
But so much more than uncomfortable now

And that mind-set has me questioning everything I do
And has me questioing my motivation behind everything
Because I'm finding out that I've got no idea
And I'm finding out that this person people have come to love might just be a front
Does that mean that I might just be a liar?
Because I'm finding out that I've got no idea
Which is something I already knew, but not to such an extent
Becase I know that it isn't much of anything
But it's so much more than un-comfortable now-a-days
And I just can't seem to get it right with anyone anymore
And I can't seem to fit the words together in the right order anymore
And it seems that no one up here gets me, or even cares to get me
And it isn't much of anything, but all I want is to know someone really gets me.
ALL I WANT IS TO KNOW SOMEONE REALLY GETS ME.

And this blog is the perfect example of everything I can't say
Because I know I won't sleep until I get this finished
But I know that once I push that PUBLISH POST button I'll start to question everything I said
And start to wonder how people will respond
Because a response or not, if you read it that's what you have to say.

And in a few seconds I'll just stop writing and re-read all of this
And start to get sappy
Because the required music is playing
And the required mind-set is in full effect
And it's the right time of the day when nothing makes sense anymore besides getting up and leaving, even though it probably wouldn't do any good
Because it's like the song said, we thought it felt right to take the Westbound signs and just leave town tonight
But it's just like how it felt when we did and I still felt trapped.

So now I'm done writing.
I'm going to get in bed and roll around and think of everything that wasn't said in this, and think about what I should've left out, because I'm ridiculious like that, and I'm more than aware of what I've become and everything I am and not.