It's a crazy feeling when you truly believed that all of your dreams were finally beginning to come true and your heart was finally beginning to mend, only to discover that simply coming so excruciatingly close to it all only intensifies the nightmare.
I thought I was finally done w/ the breakdowns and crying over the fact that I have never truly been shown how to love, but I find myself falling into it when my heart is doing things while my mind is not aware.
I am no stranger to the fairytale beginnings of a rollercoaster romance that bring me to the highest of highs while taking down all my barriers until my unguarded heart has been taken by another uncompromising being.
While the sweetness of the beginnings comes and goes, floods the panic of how do I keep this person with me? My every desire is for passion and from him, my cornucopia is only satisfied through him seeing....
As it stands they never do and I am once again left torn. Wishing I could change or wishing I knew what to change to probably drag out this inevitable ending.
It's so sad when my own fear of potential sees the end as soon as it's beginning.
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