The Design

Reminiscent of the seasons passed.
I realize how many bonds I’ve broken.
Everyone says it was self destructive.
They think it was due to spoiled relationships, and they’re not exactly wrong. It just wasn’t always about a girl. I was reckless. Still am a bit. My reckless behavior- reckless in love- dumb, reckless fun... I never meant to hurt anyone, but I did. “You’re scaring us,” and “I hope it was worth it.” I’ve always brought myself to be bold, even when it got me in trouble. *Especially* if it got me in trouble. It’s crazy to think that if I hadn’t been so hard on me, if I hadn’t been so reckless (or careless) then: I wouldn’t be who, or where I am now. When they didn’t understand what I was building, neither did I. Like spilled ink on the page, it almost feels like everything beautiful was designed without preparation. Infinitely, I am blessed.