Eleven

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I'm not mad.
I'm not angry.
I'm just hurt.
I have the biggest heart.
When I care about someone, I really care.
When I love someone, I truly love them with everything in me and I love hard.
But, for whatever reason, it seems like it doesn't matter how good I am to anyone, I still am never enough.
It's like I'm good enough to sleep with, but I'm not ever good enough to commit to or be in a relationship with.
Somehow, I'm the first person to come through and I'd be ready to risk it all for someone, yet, I'm the first person that they don't hesitate to cross out the most and treat the shittiest. 
That will never make sense to me and I will never understand it.

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