Craziness

I knew that you gain some and loose some, but not in this manner. So much time spent and effort put into this ball of yarn hoping that in the end it would've weaved a beautiful blanket. But, the end result was nothing like what I had wanted or predicted. The beautiful blanket that was being woven together was messed up in the process of doing so. Now the blanket has unraveled and cannot keep me safe and warm. Everything that I once knew of and thought of is gone. The blanket cease to exist. A majority of the yarn has been lost and thrown away. What now is left cannot make anything, except for a woven scarf. A scarf that now will symbolize something neither of us want due to our different reasoning's. All we ever knew of was this blanket and the struggle and time it would take to put in to it. Never have we heard of this scarf that we are left with. Can we do anything about it? Possibly. Will either one of us put our differences aside, put the past in the past, and get over our inconsiderate selves? Most likely not. Right now just as I move on, I started to slowly let go. But, now it has been ripped from me and I was not ready. I am exposed and vulnerable. I hurry and build my wall. Who knows if I will ever let the one in that has been helping me move on see the side of me that you used to know and had stayed. I cannot do anything other than do what I always do.. Bottle it up. I don't know what is best for me so how does anyone else know.

This might now make much sense to the readers.. But, to me, the author it expresses nearly everything that I am feeling.