dont believe the truth

It appears that every 4 months, i feel the need to blog, which i find very peculiar... right now my eyes are too tired to type for long, so ill keep it short....

looking through the box of memories, it makes me wonder what might have been.... perhaps im getting this feeling from watching the movie clerks, where the main character cannot seem to give up on his ex-girlfriend for 5 years, though he is in a relationship with a girl whose crazy about him... to add insult to injury, he finds out that shes getting married, and when they finally get back together, she accidently has sex with a dead old man with a boner who has died in the convenience store bath room.... ok, maybe only the first part applies to me...

i guess thats whats been bugging me all of today, my off day.... i cant help but feel like the best thing in my life has slipped away, and i am doomed to spend the rest of my life living unfufilling relationships, constantly remininising about what could have been with "the girl of my dreams".... i heard that girls never forget their first love, and i feel the same way... like how you will never ever forget the experience of love you had with that person, the sacrifices you made, the shit you put up with (though it didnt seem like shit at the time), the stupid mistakes you made, and how you made each other's life complete....

or perhaps is because ive not met everybody there is to meet out there... what i do hope is that i meet someone who inspired the same experiences and feelings that the first love did... but then again, it wouldnt be about old feelings or experiences, but completely new ones, because nobody is like anyone else, and no relationship is like any other....

heres a qoute from the book tuesdays with morrie:

"death removes a person, but not the relationship"