I wondered so many times why was I never enough? My mind telling me I was only a place holder until they found someone better. And they always proved my broken thoughts right. Everyone kept coming and going in and out of my life. Using me for whatever they pleased. And I was naive enough to believe them and let it happen. I tried to break the habit but that's when i hurt others and i didn't like that guilt either. I always put my whole heart into something and only got pieces back. You can love and take care of everyone else but who loves and takes care of you?
