As a child I was taught to respect other people’s privacy. Don’t get me wrong if something fell into my lap I would take a peep – I’m human not a machine but I wouldn’t go looking for it. Surely if you go searching for trouble you may eventually find it?
As I start this post I still do not really know exactly what I’m going to write for the F4T prompt The Road Not Taken.
I found myself in a relationship where I had given everything that was on my inside and it felt like little was being returned. Read about it. So I moved on with an open mind but it soon became apparent that he was so un-evolved that he could not see the bigger picture. Everything we shared, he wanted to keep. He wanted me to leave with nothing. This puzzled me as my view on love is that it should be a giving and understanding thing. Just because it did not work out should not mean his morals should slip. Love had existed between us once so why be selfish and immoral after?
Love. Was it real to him?
If the shoe had been on the other foot I would understand that, no matter how much it hurt, if he needed to leave me to be happy then that is what must happen. He failed to recognise this, so did he ever really love me?