Circles

My life seems like a series of circles that I run time and time again. Everywhere I go seems like ground I've already covered. Like, love, lost. Like, love, lost. Time and time again. Everytime I find someone new, I think he's gonna be different. I know in my heart, he is the same, but it helps to hope. I'm in the like cycle yet again. Someone amazing appearing into my life. Maybe only for a short time. Maybe it will lead somewhere.

Either way, it's the same story again. If only you knew. If only you could realize I like everything about you. When I see that grin, nothing is wanting. But it's the same story again because it's my same nature, my same impulse to develop feelings for any guy who seems admirable. Or is it? One of these days it's going to be different. One of these days I'm going to get it right.

But it should be sooner now, now that I've learned the biggest lesson of my life: I'm ok.
I'm ok without him, I'm ok with my flaws, I'm ok with where I'm going, I'm ok with where I've been; I'm ok. I'm even ok if nothing comes of these ridiculous feelings or if my plans are turned upside down. I'm ok with life's unexplainable twists and turns. I'm even ok with heartache now and then. I'm ok because I know who I am, and I know where I want to end up. I know I'm doing what needs to be done to get there. I know I'm ok.