Remember your first heart break? Your second? How about your third? You thought your world was going to end... but it didn’t. Your heart eventually healed, allowing you to love again, despite all the pain that one word had enabled you to feel in the past. When you feel you are incapable of receiving the love you so desire... the love you deserve, that want soon becomes a burden on your heart and your mind. That’s my problem. I am the epitome of a hopeless romantic. No matter how many times my heart gets broken, I always give love another chance hoping the next times the charm. Love makes you feel all these euphoric sensations, it allows desire and vulnerability to appear...it’s a very safe feeling. Love makes you forget about every disappointment, every regret, every second thought. Perfection, beauty, endless unconditional love is what I long for. I live for the day when someone will utter those words to me and allow me to feel again. I just want that someone to tell me how beautiful I am, how I mean everything to them, how perfect I am, and how much they love me. Those words of validation to make me feel good about myself. Regardless of all I know about myself and the world, I still can’t find it in me to make myself feel loved.
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