talks of love
I want love. More than I could have ever thought I would want or need it.
I am so desperate for it that I tend to look in the wrong places for it. I shame myself and I continually cause my heart to tear and break each time into tinier and tinier pieces. It is amazing that I can even love now after all the abuse I have put against my heart.
What I have realized is that love is something you should give freely. Sadly its something that I'm no longer sure I can give the way I have been giving it. I will never be able to stop loving no matter how tiny the pieces get and no matter how broken I am. Love is what I do. I just wish that it was easier to find someone who would love me and be with me forever.
I am so desperate for it that I tend to look in the wrong places for it. I shame myself and I continually cause my heart to tear and break each time into tinier and tinier pieces. It is amazing that I can even love now after all the abuse I have put against my heart.
What I have realized is that love is something you should give freely. Sadly its something that I'm no longer sure I can give the way I have been giving it. I will never be able to stop loving no matter how tiny the pieces get and no matter how broken I am. Love is what I do. I just wish that it was easier to find someone who would love me and be with me forever.