forget him

“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.

I say that because I know. Love is... or was amazing. It's

anin credibl e feeling to know what he's going to say. It's more

incredible the way he has me on the edge of my seat because he's so

completely random, I never know what's coming next. It's hard to

explain, but he filled some void in me, and now, without him, I'm

missing something again. I wonder if it will ever truly, whole heartedly

be filled again. I just don't want to know what it's like to hurt any

more...

never apologize for saying what you

feel because that's  like saying

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