It's fairly obvious to those who know me, and know me well, that I have issues. I have more issues with trust, commitment, and sabotaging my own life than any single therapist could bring me back into the realm of normal.
I have become one of those girls everyone talks about. The girl who refuses to hold on to anyone she could love. I rather push you away than attempt to get close enough for you to hurt me. I have made bad decisions and engaged in more self destructive behavior than I ever will admit to. All in an attempt to stay alone.
Pain is a feeling I know too well. Pain is what lead me to give up on trying and hide my shattered heart.
However, I thought about it over the weekend and considered pulling my shy and scarred heart out of it's hiding place. Maybe I could make another attempt at happiness and finally give someone a chance.
But when I went looking for my heart that I put away for safe keeping, I couldn't find it.
It has vanished.
So if you should see my heart walking around, looking sad and lonely, would you please tell it I miss it and I want it to come home?
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