Love is perfect, it’s more than you’ve ever wanted. You begin to feel stable, like you’ve found what you’ve been looking for. Love is not a search for someone else, it is a search yourself. Finally, you think to yourself ‘I’m happy, I’ve done it’ but have you ever thought about what it is you’ve actually done. You’ve placed your inner stability, emotions, mind, soul, body, life into anothers hands in hope that they’ll take care of it all but it only takes one fall, one fall for someone to drop everything they once had in their grasp.
Once they drop you, you fall..
It hurts like nothing you’ve felt before and you will question yourself why you do the things you do for someone who’s hurt you so bad. You know why your feeling so down but you carry on beleiving that this pain will soon turn into something beautiful. You begin to make excuses in your head, repeating them every waking second of the day.. Excuses as to why your still fighting for something you gave so much to but received so little.
Until you give up, until you give up on love.





