It's easy to be the girl who holds grudges, gathers ammunition for not trusting others and an endless list of excuses for why she took her heart off her sleeve. However, I'm asking you not to. I know, it's a huge ask.
Recently my friend was looking through my iPod, and after looking up at me in faint pleasure, began to play "Careless Whisper" by George Michael. He then said -- over the hauntingly beautiful sax -- "Is this one of your guilty pleasures?"