Still Don’t Know What Love Means.

 

I felt hurt. I felt used. I felt sad.

Now, I feel thankful. I feel happy. I feel relieved.

It’s a carousel of progress. Eventually I’m going to realize that I don’t have to put up with things like that. I don’t have to settle. I deserve someone who knows what they have when they have me. However, the longer it takes for me to realize, the harder it’s going to be for me to let people into my heart. I try my absolute hardest to keep people at arms length, and am successful most of the time. But I meet a guy who flashes a cute smile, shows a little dimple, and *bam* I melt, the wall comes down and I spill my guts. I made myself entirely too vulnerable, trusted him entirely too much. I put too much stock in his words, and his promises. That’s my fault, no one else's.