Where does life finally decide that its hurt you enough? At what point do you find relief? Will the trails of life ever just go away?
My heart now hides in fear. Fear that it will be rejected or turned away or, even worse, be decieved then hurt; wounded yet again. How can it continue through its pain? How does it remain resiliant to all of its recieved abuse? Does it never get to the point where it doesnt want to care anymore; doesnt want to love? Does it ever want to just give up?
I think it does. As a matter of fact I know it does, yet and still, I also know that despite everything thing else, the heart finds the courage to hope, the courage to move on no matter what. And soon, once again, it will be faced with the decision to care. Someone will come along and awaken the dormant love inside it and revive its warmth. It doesnt really matter if you decided not to care. When the companionship shows itself to you, you will accept it or hurt yourself and the one who wants you.
In the end, you just have to hope that the person loves you too..
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A good but sad man once said "Life sucks and then you die."
I agree completely.
I agree completely.
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