The best way to lose them is by expressing an opinion

We all come from cosmic star stuff, no one stands above anyone else
and guess what, surprise surprise
I’ve been wrong before…
I didn’t pass my written portion of my driver’s test the first time, when I was 18.
We’re all wrong sometimes, including and especially me.
I thought it was love because I wanted to
I did damnit, I did
and I’ve been wrong before…
I’ve gotten off on the wrong freeway exit and needed to double back even with GPS more times than I can count.
And I’m sure it’ll happen again
The being wrong bit…
As long as I’m living
As long as I’m learning I’ll be wrong
I can change my attitudes and behaviors to improve my life and my interactions with others
but I couldn’t control raising my voice
at this person who I thought I wanted to love
and that alone is wrong because someone hellbent on misunderstanding and interrupting won’t be impacted by me being louder
I wouldn’t need to scream at someone I loved
unless I was wrong
It wasn’t love and I hate that I thought it was, it never was, it never could be, I’m hopelessly, foolishly susceptible to Mesmer, I wanted to love, thought I needed it with him because he wanted me to but I was wrong
I wanted to
And I’ve been wrong before..
I didn’t have the correct paperwork at the DMV to renew my license and had to make a new appointment and go back in on a completely different day.
We’re all wrong sometimes, including and especially me.
We all come from cosmic star stuff, no one stands above anyone else
and guess what, surprise surprise
I’ve been wrong before…
As long as I’m living
As long as I’m learning I’ll be wrong
And I’m sure as shit that it will happen again.
The part where I was wrong.
Learning never ends.
If there’s “the one” it’s not this one.
Sorry me, sorry.
Learning never ends.
It wasn’t love it was a joke, the kind Alanis Morrisette writes songs about.
The kind that Milan Kundera writes novels about.
I can change my attitudes and behaviors to improve my life and my interactions with others.
And will I learn.
Because I am learning.
and making new mistakes
going forward.
Learning never ends.
I can love and appreciate everyone, including myself and when I make a mistake I can acknowledge this and remember the positives about me and my life.
This cycle is complete.
We all come from cosmic star stuff, no one stands above anyone else.
Learning never ends.
surprise surprise
And I was wrong, and ready, and hopeful, and swayed, and lied to, and manipulated, when I knew the risk was great and I ended up having to raise my voice, to be heard, and respected and not gaslit and how many more days, moments, hours on this earth do I want to spend debating fundamentals with someone who thinks hopeless romantics are fall back fools to engage when insecurity and self loathing got you seeking a teddy bear human.
I forgive myself for being wrong over and over and over.
And I’ve been wrong before..
I got into a collision one time when I was driving in grad school and nobody was hurt but we could have been and it was my fault.
surprise surprise
Learning never ends.
Oh so I know what it feels like to be wrong, I’ve done wrong, thought wrong, acted wrong..
surprise surprise
I can still drive though.
Sorry me, sorry.
I’m still star stuff.
Nobody was in love even though they wanted to be and we got out because I refused to fuss and fight with anybody about any damn thing at this big ol’ age.
I’ve even abused myself in the past for not being perfect and correct all the time.
But that too is wrong and I’m clearly right.
This cycle has run its course.
He literally said he was a narcissist. He said I know I’m a narcissist. Who says that? Who utters those words? I’ve been wrong doll, real wrong, way wrong, so wrong before.
surprise surprise
I’ve been terrified of even looking wrong in my own car if a cop is riding behind me too long.
Sorry me, sorry.
The universe created me to look at itself, flaws and all.
Wanting love isn’t wrong, and I’ve gotten it wrong before and now and probably once more if I try hard but learning never ends.
I can love and appreciate everyone, including myself and when I make a mistake I can acknowledge this and remember the positives about me and my life.
I’m behind the wheel and I’ve got a full tank of gas and a stretch of road yet, I haven’t driven on.
No self proclaimed narcissist can ride shotgun.
I was wrong.