'Paper cuts can be surprisingly painful as they can stimulate a large number of skin surface, in a very small area of the skin. Because the shallow cut does not bleed very much, the pain receptors are left open to the air, ensuring continued pain'
Falling in love with him was easy, staying in love with him was like loving myself, but love doesn't make people stay and when he left, he left me open to all our memories, the hurt, the happiness, everything, ensuring continued pain.
How selfish it was to let a temporary love cause a permanent problem in people lives that we ourselves knew nothing about. How selfish it was to cut, burn, peel ourselves open in attempt to piece ourselves back together. How selfish it was to let our hearts rest on sleeves that lie just inches above shards of glass. How selfish it was...how selfish it was to be me.