Returning to the Woods…

 To dig in the ground and rediscover my roots. Not because I was happier then, but because I just felt more like myself. And I can already tell I’m beginning the same mistakes all over again, but now I am older and smarter and I can stop myself from making the same stupid decisions. 

Like deciding to take a lying boys hand, or deciding to let myself become a liar in turn. Or to let myself become so paranoid I spend every night after he falls asleep poking through his phone and computer just waiting for him to slip up. Because when you finally find what you’ve been looking for, victory isn’t as sweet as you hoped.