You win some...you lose some!

Well..here we are..a blog post seems called for.

You win.You lose.Life goes on.And you make the best of what you get and what you give.You 'make amends and try to improve'! Wishing things were different never worked.Never will.
Whats meant to be will be.Whats meant to end will end.There's no fighting destiny..you can only tweak it a li'l-by the choices you make.And you've made yours.Perhaps,not willingly.A fork in the road and you choose the path suiting you best.I don't blame you.I would've done the same.You told me earlier,that this would happen,inevitably.And now it has...

It was never my choice to make.

"I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm, he came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
Well you couldnt be that guy I adored
You don't seem to know, don't seem to care what your heart is for
But I don't know him anymore
There's nothing where he used to lie
The conversation has run dry
That's what's going on, nothings fine
Im all out of faith, this is how I feel
Illusion never changed into something real
Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn..
So I guess the fortune tellers right
Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
It crawled beneath my veins and now
I don't care,
I don't miss him all that much
There's just so many things that I can't touch, Im torn.."
******((torn-natalie imbruglia)) ******

That was before I knew.Though most of it still holds true..Some days have passed.I thought I would miss you terribly.But I don't. I thought I would be crushed.But,I guess I was prepared for this..it wasn't a zinger.Or maybe its just that you'll never truly be gone.Some friends are freinds for a reason,some for a season,some for a lifetime.It's pretty obvious where you fit in.So we were friends.And it was good.Thats all there is to it.Thats all I'd like to remember..the jokes..the names..the words..the actions..a thing of the past,to be tucked away in my mind. To be looked back upon fondly.No regrets here.A little hurt,maybe. But no regrets.

"What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that being a good friend to you
Is what I was tryin' to do"
*******((what hurts the most-rascal flatts))*******