I wish I did not have this bitterness in me because of one person who hurt me. I wish, my faith in love did not shake because of one man who does not know how to love. They take my homeliness as a way for them to feel good. I have tried numerous times to control my empathy for people. I started to realize this is my mechanism. Should one/ a couple of bad experiences change the way I see world? I felt pain but should this pain make me a hardcore or should it strengthen my core self to become more the person I am?
I crave conversations because life is all about people. You live in those impressions. You live in those encounters. I have suffered more than mentally I had ever suffered this past two years. Everything is in alignment except my love life. I am starting to realize there is nothing to fix, only find the right vibe. The right room for myself to confide in.
My heart is tired. I still hope to be treated as good as I treat others.
I have always been kind, humble, honest, and I expect nothing but these things in return.
I guess heart breaks are unavoidable.
So far I have suffered heart breaks briefly and learned a bunch of stuff. And I know it is because life had that planned for me.
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