I tell myself not to have high hopes. Not to believe. And of course, I still believe. I’ve no idea why I want to believe when I’ve been proven over and over again that my trust was misplaced. That it just wasn’t worth believing in them. Yeah, I’m an idiot.
I probably should learn from my many lessons and stop being so gullible. I wish it’s that simple. It’s just a habit of mine to believe that others would do what they previously said they would. And of course, they won’t. I need to get this fact into that thick head of mine. You can call it “forgetting”, but it’s still rude to do that, and then happy proclaim to me that you’ve done something and counted me out of the lot.
Of course, there are yet other things like procrastinating. I do try to do my things on time, so I think it’s only fair if you do that too. And yet, you just have to keep dragging that. And drag. And drag. Oh man, what a drag.
And it’s sad to say, but I’ve grown used to being disappointed, rather than pleased because people keep their promises. No, the people I know recently don’t keep their promises. The ones who do are those whom I’ve known for a long time. So tell me, how am I supposed to trust others when all they’ve brought me is disappointment and yet more disappointment?
