Admissions of the truth.

Why is it that we refuse to give in to the obvious?

Admit that no matter how much you want it and how hard you try, you can never fix it.
No matter what you would give or give up, you can't make someone feel what they don't.

You catch fleeting glimpses of what you want, but are they glimpses of now or echoes of the past?
Does everything that went before, truly have no meaning? Can love just be switched off? Or on?

If so, I wish someone would give me the user manual on how to do that.

Not sure how the new GF can hate me, she has it all. Or at least the fantasy of it.