"We love those who hurts, and hurt those who love us."
Why is this so accurate in my life? Why do I love someone who doesn’t give a single care about me? Why can’t I just get over it and move on? Why? Why is he so perfect in my mind? How does my heart still have room to love someone who left me behind? Because love is brutal. Love will leave you empty and broken. Love will tare you apart until there is nothing left, if anything is left, they’re like shattered pieces of glass you desperately want to pick up and piece back together, but every time you do, you get cut deeper than before. Me heart aches for someone who will never love me in return. But this is what happens when you make stupid decisions. A broken heart and countless tears. I keep telling myself one day I will find someone better and more deserving of my heart, but there will always you.