“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”
This love shit is complete bullshit
or at least I want to believe it is.
But I know different.
What it's like to fight for hours but
still want to crawl in bed next to him
and go to sleep.
In know how it feels to fall asleep
holding hands and the glory of waking
up entangled in the body of a lover.
Love is this curious thing.
When I say I want to end it really
the thought of being without him
is crushing.
Now my life in entangled with another
person and i kind of like it.
I love him that's the easy part
Being with him and working through both of our
bullshit- no that is the true test of love.
And I want an A
1 comment:
I exactly felt that but life has to move on. So, I moved on, I must admit it isn't that easy to get over him. But would you rather dwell into your heartaches (crying, can't sleep, can't eat, missing him like crazy and torture yourself with the pain) while he chose to have a new life without you and staying happy with his life? or Would you want him to see you have moved on and make him regret that it is his loss. Love. Awtz.
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