And now I'm right back where I started. Sober and miserable.
The heart knows no logic, and rarely corresponds with the brain.
Mine. I'm on my side.
Everything passes. Everything experiences the birth and death cycle.
Trust me, you can't play the game if you don't know the rules. And if you don't know the rules, someone's bound to get hurt.
You cannot outwalk your problems. Can never run fast enough to evade them completely.