except the truth is seldom absolutely positive.
This time it involves a past love that openly admitted their vindictive nature. An inability to love without some kind of competition that results in someone’s heart being shattered.
And that’s not love.
Guess we get what we deserve. They got their heart shattered And now I’m the blanket they cry on about their pain. I did ask them to stay away but they work into my head.
I feel less human everyday. My heart says I love the most destructive or unempathetic people and it’s killing me. As an empath, I need love.
At this rate I’ll never have a kid, and […]