Hurt is a sign of love.
It shows your body loves you enough to tell you when you're getting hurt. Maybe even before it's too late..
It also tells us that we loved, still loves, someone and that's why we're hurt. They influenced our lives in a way most won't.
People say crying is showing signs of weakness, I say it shows that you have finally accepted the truth enough to regret the past. Enough to walk away from the situation with feelings that weren't there before. Enough to be fine with your life because no-one is perfect. Nothing ever is. It's not long before life gives you another hit, whether you dodge it or take the hit is your decision.
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The Girl With Brown Eyes
PoesiaJust a collection of rubbish poems or short stories from rubbish poet/author.
