The endless road

And here I am again, writing my thoughts to clear my head. Here I am again with more questions and hardly any answer. Here I am again feeling the love that never came. I don't understand life, left alone love. There were some guys that I felt crazy about and could not explain exactly why. Was this love? The fact that I counted the minutes to see them. Is this how love is? If so, I must be brave and go after it with more courage. Don't be afraid of the falling. What would greatness be if there was bumps in the way? I tell myself I am open for this, but as always, for the things that really means something, I cannot go through. Am I afraid of being devastated? If so, why? I have so many disappointments all the time that I should be strong enough to handle another one. Ah, so many regrets I have. Why do I had to speak that much today? Why didn't I waited for him to speak? I think he was going to invite me for something, but I am not sure. Can I still fix this? Maybe not. It seems like I lost my place in line. I should keep on trying. Just keep on walking along a road that ends with no regrets.