I hope you don’t become another one of them. Another story of how I fooled myself, a reminder of my bad decisions another name to add to the list of people I don’t want to see again.
I thought love looked a lot like this; you meet someone who comes from a totally different world and you try to make it work. Even though their world drives you crazy.
There’s no room in my heart for any more confusion. I don’t know how to deal with confusing behavior anymore.
There’s tremendous strength in surrendering to God and the plans he has for you. There’s strength in believing that everything can crumble and it will still generate something beautiful, something meaningful, something that will change your life.
Maybe this time we could try to remember the things that made us fall in love with each other in the first place.
Today I want to thank you. For supporting my dreams when you couldn’t understand them. For being there for me when I constantly pushed you away. For accepting me just the way I am.
Girls who come from broken homes were taught that love is meaningless, that love hurts and that they’re better off on their own.
It’s never a good idea to lean on them when times get rough because you know that they have a habit of disappointing you when you need them the most and you know they have a habit of causing you more pain.
After a few heartbreaks, after a few broken relationships, your heart begins to change. You think too much before giving someone a chance, you’re always guarding your heart even when you’re falling in love, you’re always thinking about the moment they leave or the moment you have to walk away.
Because the kind of people who stick around through thick and thin, the kind of people who let you get away with things that you would not tolerate, the kind of people who give you too much are the kind of people who walk away when they’ve had enough.