Growing up I always thought love was easy. That it just happened, you didn't have to work that hard to get or keep it because it just existed, it just was. I imagined I would find someone who I had a lot in common with and we would just click and that would be that.
Damn, I was so wrong.
Love is so hard. Love is so dangerous.
We think love can save people, that it can fix things, that it heals all prior wounds, but it doesn't.
I don't mean to sound as though I don't love love because I do. I've just been hurt enough to know to use caution and to have realistic expectations. Though a part of me deep down still wants to find that one person I can tell all my deep dark secrets to and be more relaxed and comfortable then I ever thought possible, to actually feel safe and loved and able to just let go of all the hurt.
Maybe one day...
Love hurts.
ReplyDeleteIt can be all sorts of things at times.
Speaking for myself it seems to get more complicated as I get older,because maybe we modify what love is over the years.
I feel your pain..just hope to see more joy for you..:)
Keli