You know that saying, that when you're sane among the insanes, you'll eventually end up being the most insane? I think this describes my feeling the most. I am confused, because words seem to be flying around the air, and every time they fly, they mean differently. They take off with one but land with another. And within the process, I get lost.
Words can be the sweetest thing to hear, but they can hurt us worse than a knife. Feel before we think, think before we speak. At the end of the day, no words can actually heal a broken heart. We heal because we're just supposed to.