roadrunner

the girl who hates paint
2003-01-26 03:26:17 (UTC)

this pretty much sums up my fears

Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn't it? It makes
you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your
heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you
up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this
whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one
stupid person, no different from any other stupid person,
wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of
you. They don't ask for it. They do something dumb one day
like kiss you, or smile at you, and then your life isn't
your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you.
It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a
simple phrase like 'maybe we should just be friends'
or 'how very perceptive' turns into a glass splinter
working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the
imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a body-
hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I
hate love.




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