Leavin' on a jet plane

I look forward to the day when i will be able to see him differently. probably, someone so insubstantial, so meaningless, so frail...see him as someone who feeds off girl's admiration in an attempt to make himslef bigger than he actually is. But in the meantime, i will keep to being a woman, a masochist. One who loses all sense of what is reasonable pain for fear of being judged of not being understanding enough. Or just having the pride of not quitting when the going got tough. Continue to believe--that things will change, by staying long enough. Or that I have not done enough.