wedding bells

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I wonder if I'll ever find love, but I also don't think that's the life for me. I don't see myself in the arms of another, I don't see myself being looked upon as greatness, I don't see myself being loved.

I'm messed up and I know I am. I make reckless decisions and I am too much to handle.

When people get close I push them away and then get mad that they're gone.

When people say they love me I become suspicious or I start crying because I'm grateful someone actually cares for me.

When people talk to me I put on a face cause I know my actual personality isn't desirable.

When people get close I get afraid and I never allow it, but I wish for others to figure me out anyways.

I watch my back too much that I forget to look at anything else.

I'm so scared that I'm unlovable because of what I do and who I am.

I'm so scared no one will love me and although I feel secured without love I also feel hurt and desire to be the light of someone's life.

Maybe it's too much to ask but I wish someone would love me regardless and let me be for who I am.

Maybe that's why I write romance stories that aren't realistic, maybe because I wish I had a love like that. I wish I had someone to be there for unconditionally like I am for others.

But I won't hear the wedding bells for me for as I'm too difficult to love and I know it.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 17, 2017 ⏰

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