So I get home last night at 5:00 AM, and lie in bed 'till 8:00 staring at the ceiling, feeling my chest heave in and out, my throat tightening, my head racing, my palms sweating, my eyes clenched shut, and a slow burning throughout. Then I finally slept until noon.
Why must I always give my heart to the ones who care for it least?![]()
(I really do know, actually. Its because in those crazy and desperate moments of sky high infatuation and the plummeting descent into misery, we almost never feel more REAL and ALIVE.)





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As far as I can tell..those feelings are way too familiar, and yup, the feeling sucks... Only words of wisdom I can share are these...which won't help you feel better...but something to think about later on when your life does get back on track, and it will..count on it...we've all been there...Time does really help to heal ... Everything does happen for a reason...And one day you'll meet someone who you'll make happy and them you...and the feelings will be mutual..and it will be all good...you'll see....
I always have to ask these questions...sorry...


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