the aftershock of that night.. wait is there even a 'that night'....?

i need to get out of the house.
this isn't looking good for me.
i'm not heartbroken,
just disappointed.
i know i can do so much better,
all that talk about love is blind is so true.
i still don't understand why people are so choosy,
when someone next to them cares for them this much,
they'd rather have someone from way beyond their grasp.
in fact, i don't want to understand anymore.
initially i thought i wouldn't mind getting hurt,
but remembering Patrick's message,
i think i wanna find a good guy instead.

stupid?
perhaps.
in that moment of bliss,
i forgot everything.
it's okay, we are better of as good friends instead.