Come what may

It's really ironic, how I kept thinking I've finally got it right, when the fact was I couldn't have gotten it any more wrong.

As each subsequent attempt got worse and worse results, I also got to know him better and better. But I'm afraid all these understandings came at a cost, and I can see that his patience is already wearing thin, as I ended myself at increasingly worse positions each time.

There are times when we just tried so hard to get what we want, that we ended up making things worse while getting no where near what we wanted. This is the mistake I realise I've been making, and I hope this is the last time I'm going to make it.

I leave things to fate now, whatever that means, and whatever that brings me.