I tried so long and hard to keep myself from caring so much about this girl. I just met her, and..She got me, ya know? And, said things that were the sweetest lies that I have ever heard. Told me that I was something beautiful. Even when I know that I looked a mess. Even when I looked ugly.
I dont know what to do. Love evades me like the plague..Or I find it and they turn out to be complete psychopathic bitches.
And all of the people that I have been with or loved have APPROACHED ME. I have just figured that out. So, I didn't go looking for love, it found me. And then left me. Each and every single time.
And, it's so hard now to..Keep believing in the power of love. Believing that I am beautiful..Believing that someone could love me once again. But, I am not a lovable person anymore. I am a thing. A thing not worth a second glance. A thing foolish enough to believe that she could have actually liked me. A thing, whos soul and natural goodness and sweetness and compassion was taken from her by a monster.
And once again, I am left alone with only the broken fragments of what used to be my happy life. My hopeful eyes, downcast forever. My loving heart, lost in the dark.
For hope, I'd give my everything. For love, my soul has always ached. Having it just within my grasp..My fingertips brushing against the surface of these girls hearts..Only to realize that it was all just a lie. A dream..Turned nightmare.
I could go on but there is really no point anymore. To hell with love. To hell with my heart. To hell with me.
Evil has the face of love. I firmly believe it.
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