Look. I've been hurt about a million times by the people I've loved most. I'm not trying to pull the feel-sorry-for-me-cuz-my-life-sucks card or anything like that. My life definitely doesn't suck and I try my hardest not to take for granted all that I have. But some of the most important people in my life - people I would have fucking died for - have hurt me in ways I can't even begin to explain.
The worst part about it is this: Nothing can change that he has given me life. I still miss her sometimes. and worst of all -- I won't ever stop being in love with him. I just won't.
So I fall too hard and I care too much. That's who I was, who a part of me will continue to be. I've never given away my heart easily. Ever. But it's happened before. And once it does, once vulnerability kicks in, it doesn't end well. So let me just tell you now, this heart of mine will not be able to bear another injury.
It's all said and done. The damage has been done. Well at least I can walk away and know that I'm not the only damaged one.
"Peculiar travel suggestions are dancing lessons from God." - Kurt Vonnegut.