I’m sorry. I’m sorry you live in a world that doesn’t understand you. A world that doesn’t root for people like you. A world that makes fun of your feelings and turns them into internet memes.
We all knew how it was going to end. My head. My gut. Every fiber of my being knew. And of course, my heart knew. It always knew.
Breaking someone else’s heart. To a certain extent, it’s an inevitability. One that will haunt you, but one that will also humble you.
I want you to tame my wild and unruly heart and make it your own. I want to become a part of you in a way I’ve never been a part of someone before.
We fought as hard as we loved. But love we did. It took five-years for us to figure out it wasn’t working anymore. Neither of us have any interest in converting, and this here was the biggest issue in our relationship. Religion.
One of the most complicated combination of feelings is being both tough and sensitive. You’ve been through so much and are pretty strong, but it doesn’t take much for you to worry or be upset over something someone did or said.
Before that, I had always continued along my pattern. I had always tried to find someone to cure me. Maybe I thought finding someone more broken, would make me feel more normal.
No I don’t want to smile when I need to release some tears. I don’t want to be positive every moment of the day- because I’m human and that is exhausting.
Don’t get me wrong – feeling sad is something you can’t just tell yourself to get over with. I know that because I’ve been there. But I assure you that you can make your days better than just feeling that way.
Let us learn how to wear our hearts on our sleeve.