When It Hurts

The title is a steal from Avant. So sue me.

Yesterday I found out some information on a girl I know at work. This information, first and foremost, is not true. This information on the other hand triggered my brain to think on where the truth may lie in the information. After awhile, somethings about this girl started to occur to me.

Physical attraction lands the average man and woman in the worst of all places. You see a nice and pretty box with beautiful wrapping and a little bow on top, you take the box home and worship it to death — you never, at no time, ever think to open the box. You don’t want to open the box because you know what’s inside, or you imagine what’s inside isn’t as pretty as what’s on the outside.

The darkside waits in every person and springs out at any time.

This woman’s darkside was a side I was aware of. I heard it through her speech and through her actions in regards to conversing with me. I never like to trust my instinct.

Instinct, first impressions and deduction are often short-hand ways of summing up an individual. It’s easier, it doesn’t strain the brain, and it makes a person in life feel more in control of who he or she picks in life. I’m one of those people who look past the surface after awhile.

It can be depressing to be that way.

I still think about that information handed to me yesterday, mostly because of what I already knew. I didn’t really care too much whether the information was true. I only cared that it made me piece together the puzzle that often takes longer for me to figure out when it comes to women.

One thing sticks out to me that suggests how the information fits. She was talking a few months back about how hurt feelings don’t matter and how people usually get over them being hurt. I don’t think that’s true. I just think that the expiration date for giving a damn is always around the corner.

The hurt is still there.

Am I hurt? No.

Just disappointed.

The anger is brief. What is left is the truth.

The truth, as they say, sets you free. I question the free part.