The Truth About Lies

With loves comes confusion. With confusion comes pain. And with pain? Well, that's another story.

What with worrying about my brother and recovering from one of the toughest years of my life, I have very little time for love. Well, that is until John came back in the picture. How could I love someone who caused nothing but suffering? Don't get me wrong, John was a great guy.

--Key Word: WAS--

I could longer look at him with loving eyes like I once did; it would be impossible, unbearable. Yet, I cannot help but love him. He's a sour patch kid. First they're sour, then they're sweet. That's kind of how it was with him. Never how it was for Garrett though. He's always been there for me, thick and thin and...now I'm confused. Will there ever be an end to this swirling vortex of pain? That's not the real question though. The real question is...

Who am I to love?