I can honestly say I have never been this confused about these type of things in my life. I feel like I keep swinging my decisions based on what I'm feeling at the moment, but I know I need to start thinking about what's better in the longrun, for once. It's so confusing I really don't even know what I'm feeling at all. I just wana keep my heart protected again, &be the old independent me, not giving a FUCK about whether a boy gives a shit or not. Why is it that the other end is always willing to change right when I'm really, truly ready to just give it up. It's like I have to go through this agonizing tortuous test just to see if I can stick around through all the bullshit,& I do, but then comes the moment where I just can't hang anymore, &that's the moment the other end finally wants to change, for real. I can't seem to understand ..why. Why do people have to wait for the moment something's finally gone, to finally realize what they had?
I just don't know about anything anymore. My heart's been tossed around so many times these past years. It just keeps building up, all the hurt& pain. Every time I meet someone new I think I'm ready to let everything in my past go. But then it just happens all over again. &It just adds on. &I end up with a bigger wall to break. A heavier guard to let down.
I'm scared to feel that way again. To be absolutely "happy". To trust someone else to take care of me. I wana ride with it but how many times have I said that? ..Only to wound up with just another scar to add to my collection. &How many times after that have I told myself how stupid I was for holding on? I can't even remember the last time I cried; I think there's really no more tears to cry.
Whatever decision I make, someone's gonna get hurt. This time I wana think of me first though. For once I just wanna be selfish. Too many times have I been selfless to spare others' feelings. & Look at where I'm at now. ..so broken. I let too many things fly when I shouldn't have. &I never wanna make that mistake again. I wanna be happy. I want something concrete. Something to hold onto. I want someone who will keep going long after I say stop. So I can know for sure it's worth it.
I'm not sad. I'm just carrying such a heavy heart.
&Yet, it still feels so, so very empty.