One day it all catches up with you. Every ended relationship, every tear shed, every broken heart. You pick up the pieces, you brush them off and you put them back together. Only each time you need a little more glue. Then, just like that, glue's not enough anymore. The cracks, the holes, the shattered dreams - they're a part of you. Try as you might, you can't fix what's been broken; you can't me...nd what's been torn. You're down trodden, pathetic, unable to go on..or so you think. Then he walks into your life with a smile, a whisper and a kiss, you're no longer broken. Your world of gray becomes a little brighter, a little more colorful. The more time you spend with him, the more complete your once fragile, shattered heart becomes. Until one morning you wake up and just like that, you're in love and the grass is greener and the sky is bluer and the past..is the past. You are no longer consumed with regret, remorse or pain. Yet in the back of your mind, in the depths of your heart, one thing lingers..fear. Fear of what you're risking, fear of going back, fear of being broken again..this time forever. Then he smiles and says those three words you've been longing to hear and nothing else matters ♥♥♥
Well, me and my best friend had a chat today and it seems that we felt the same situation of giving up when it comes to love. We've tried our best in order to save the relationship, in one point or another, and it seems that eventhough how hard we have tried...it seems to be that it's not enough that we just have to move on and continue. I don't want to live in the past anymore and it doesn't hurt to try something out of curiosity like "I'd give him a miss call maybe he would call back, or reply back..." even you know it would definitely hurt you but still you give space to let it enter your life, you still let it continue to hurt you.
Yes. Fear is what consumes me right now. I'm already way behind the time and still I am not ready to face any door of relationship. I even forgot how it feels like to love, I am thinking that I might screw again and hurt myself once more. But I am not giving up on love, I am just barely taking my time to finally listen to my heart and what it says...all the time I was following my instincts cause I thought it is the right thing to do unfortunately it leads me nowhere but emptiness, pain and sleepless nights. Now, I'll take it by faith. If others were able to find their true love by waiting then I'd have to the same. The only problem is I never know who I am waiting for.
