Tis' the season

Man, can looking at things in hindsight make one cringe! The naïvete I've yet again expressed. Naïvete is beautiful nonetheless and there are no regrets there. It doesn't take much to not trust someone that's true. Nor does it take much to realise you practically don't know the person. At all. Their motives are no longer even remotely clear. Nor are they now even interesting. You still talk to me, noot because you like me or trust me that much- I may have a different part to play. However, I think you still talk to me because I wasn't there. Would you have discarded me like everyone else otherwise? Or are you already doing this? I'm just too persistent to realise and you didn't have a good enough excuse to not reply? Either way, tis' all history and all's yesterday's news. Have a good month and we'll see how things go later.