confusion
She said that someday I'll no longer care. I know that she's right and yet I don't believe her.
My heart and mind are filled with optimistic thoughts, but I don't believe those, either. Once again there is a separation between what I think and what I know. I don't even know what it is that I think and what it is that I know, so confused it all has grown in my mind. It probably doesn't even matter. It's the confusion and the process surrounding it that needs acknowledgment.