Playing with the devil....

Lately, I have been making the wrong choices. Making the same mistakes over and over again. Though I tried to telling myself that you cant associate playing with emotions... my entire being is just too stubborn to let loose and go with the flow.

Sometimes I find myself realizing that I am a better person when I am in a relationship. When I am with someone, I dont get hurt, I dont make stupid things and I dont cry. When I am with someone, I feel secured, loved and I make right decisions.

The last person whom I had fun with taught me allot of things. I was her student, she was my teacher. I remember her telling me not be too serious about life. She also told me not to think about the future. Lil by Lil I was changing. Everyday, I was starting to enjoy what I am doing. Man, I was playing with the devil and I was liking it. Fun.Fun.Fun.

The weirdest part? She didnt even do anything but she was able to make me play with fire. The devil got me, I know right? I got burned and it hurts but I didnt care. We were dancing and laughing like two kids playing in the rain, not caring about the people looking at us.

Suddenly, I started running away. A friend made me realize that I need to stop it else I would be in a big trouble. I kept running and running looking for a safe place to hide. Finally, I stopped and looked back. I can no longer see her. She's no longer around. Breath in. Breath out. I examined myself, checking if I broke anything. None so far. But I still have blisters.. Ouch.