It's so weird, you know? How we always inevitably find ourselves running back to someone who hurt us, for some reason thinking it will go differently a second time around. Or that they have changed, or will change, or are changing. When in reality, they are exactly the same. They haven't changed, never will change, and are nowhere near a person different than the one they were before.
Everyone deserves a second chance. I believe this, wholeheartedly. But second chances are very nieve things, and must be handled with care. People have the potential to change, absolutely. But the probability of it actually happening is slim to none. Now take into heart this is nothing more than my pessimistic view, based on only the experiences and come-acrossings retained within my short life. I have no scientific proof, no factual evidence; no concrete examples. I am not constructing a stereotype, nor am I saying no person ever changes.
But I have loved. I have fallen out of love, I have been lied to, and I've been fed false promises.
I have feelings, broken words, and an empty table setting.
And, frankly, that is all the proof I need.
To conclude that second chances mean nothing more than a setting up of ones self for failure and disappointment a second time.
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I believe that no one in this world has the answers for me; but still, I hope that someone has heard.
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