Why were all of her decisions poorly made? She doesn't know. She layed there on a bed of aubergine silk pondering all that she had said, felt and done; she then realized how she had been like all of those other giddy girls who wore their heart on their sleeve before her. The very same girls whom she had ridiculed time after time in her mind. For so long she thought that she would be the in the dark without the comfort of a loving hand forever; so at the first sign of it, she latched on hoping for the happiness that she had felt what seemed like an years earlier. This hand though, wasn't ready to be held on to. so she fell... once she picked herself up, she had seen yet again that she had nothing to give this hand from the very beginning, so why feel as though wrong was done against her when she had no heart to give. No heart to be broken. He had done no wrong, and she does not want him to think any thoughts that may tell him otherwise, she was just too quick to care; too quick for her own good.
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