People Watching My problem is that I love people. It's my fatal flaw; my Achilles heel; my hamartia. I've always loved people: People fascinate me. The way that we think, and we learn and we can feel such complex emotions. I've always been an observer rather than part of the action. But enough of that. And why it is so bad to love people? That means that you go ahead and wear you heart on your sleeve which means that you're trusting them too, and you know what I've learnt about people from all my goddamn observations? I've learnt that when you trust someone, you defence is down and you're vulnerable and then, bam - that's it. You're down.
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