#rippedheart

Do I love him or just want to be loved?I do everything to make him happy,to make him fall in love with me,but he doesn’t give a fuck,he do shit to make me happy...I really,really need someone to heal my deeply wounded heart,to nourish my soul,to make it dance inside my body,to care about me like I’m his little baby,to make my heart beat like i have tachycardia,to love me for who I really,truly am,with all my craziness and weirdness and who can pull out the best of me,to make me feel like floating on the clouds every day,not an asshole who make me want to jump from the bridge and end my life...Maybe it’s too much,but i know i deserve it,I know that i can give that love back and that my soul needs it,every little piece of my heart needs it,every wound that’s still open needs it,so let it happen,or let me go...

This ripped heart is something you can never have again. I tasted enough pain and I couldn’t take it anymore. Please let me be. I need to cure the wound you brought me. I need to protect myself from you. I need to get you out of my life. This is me choosing to be happy…this is me living again for myself.