I am broken, more and more each time I go back to the game of loving someone. Why is it that, I am hurting much more than the other party? Why does it affect me much more than it affects you? I mean really... Every single fucking time when I thought that I have found the one, it comes back up and bite me in the butt. Did I do something so bad that Karma has something huge in store for me?
Being hurt every single moment aint so sweet after all. Yes I did say that I didnt mind falling in and out of love, but really doesn't everyone say that out of motivating someone else. How many times does someone have to break till they end up broken? No glues, no thread could ever let them learn how to love again. And they just end up being souless creatures, deprived of love within them.
Never did I ever thought of ever giving up on love and that my prince charming would somewhat be out there waiting for me, but didnt they say three times a charm? Maybe if this really do goes down the train even way before it started I guess I should just give up the whole idea of love.
It's not worth playing in the lion den's at all. You don't come out stronger. You come out torn apart just for the world to see. Who am I kidding maybe I am not cut out to be in this game of love eventually. Distance that is the only thing that I feel each day.
Further and further each time.
Being hurt every single moment aint so sweet after all. Yes I did say that I didnt mind falling in and out of love, but really doesn't everyone say that out of motivating someone else. How many times does someone have to break till they end up broken? No glues, no thread could ever let them learn how to love again. And they just end up being souless creatures, deprived of love within them.
Never did I ever thought of ever giving up on love and that my prince charming would somewhat be out there waiting for me, but didnt they say three times a charm? Maybe if this really do goes down the train even way before it started I guess I should just give up the whole idea of love.
It's not worth playing in the lion den's at all. You don't come out stronger. You come out torn apart just for the world to see. Who am I kidding maybe I am not cut out to be in this game of love eventually. Distance that is the only thing that I feel each day.
Further and further each time.
Rawr I'm Shakilah. People call me Shak. I turn a year older on 14 May. I am covered in FRECKLES. I love SWEETS they are like my small little version of happiness. I love to act but I'm just a little good at it.