Exhale.
You
knew it would be this way… you shouldn’t be surprised… you shouldn’t be
overwhelmed. Stop taking everything personally. Stop. Just stop. I am the kind of person that has been handed so many gifts. Many of them fleeting, many of them gone now… but in a time, their own time, they were of the utmost sincerity and simple hope. I have a tendency towards the fleeting grace of a moment I know won’t last. I have few friends that really know me and even fewer that are actually close to me. I have struggled to find the balance. Perhaps that’s the eternal struggle. But, here I am, alone again… feeling this horrible throbbing pain in my stomach that says “stop letting anyone in”.
There’s
something beautiful about a broken heart, something that I can’t quite
explain. While I was lucky to be cared for… I want to hide now. I hear
it. That voice that told me I wasn’t good enough, that it was stupid,
that I was being naïve. How am I feeling this again. Am I really,
actually, unlovable?
Exhale.
Let go.Move on.
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