THA TRUTH OF THA MATTER

I remember nites when I could hardly even sleep,
Because of pain in my heart from tha last so called love,
Then I decided I would change it up but who really wants to do that,
Go out and find another friend with intentions of finding love or at least a decent convo,
Never wantin to get to close because of fears of tha past,
But Neva wantin to be to far apart because they have made that little diference in ya life that u needed,
It starts with a hug but by tha time its over it's ya heart thats intertwined,
You wonder and you hope that it will be tha last stop or a least a checkpoint,
The uncertainty of It all makes u keep ya foot on tha brake and ya eyes on tha road,
As time passes u slowly ease of tha brake and before u can turn on ya lights,
Damn it's foggy again but u have already started to go down tha hill that u struggled so hard to get up from,
Realizing it's to late u jus keep sliding and hope before u hit rock bottom that person caughts yu,
But usually it doesnt happen but It was good while it lasted,
Tha Thing is though tha ride is ova tha feelings wanna still hang around,
Nothing u can do but chalk up ya loses and look at tha brighter side of things,
Time is Neva wasted jus lessons learned and knowledge gained,
But was it really worth it, that's tha real question