It's crazy to think that somewhere out there is someone that fits you, and disappointing that we can find and hold onto the wrong one. Like forcing two pieces together until it feels right.
At this point in my life, the hope that I have to find the person, who is meant to be my "person" is just balancing out the immense disappointment I have from putting my heart in the hands of the wrong one. While he did give me two beautiful daughters, he also hurt me in ways I didn't know were possible and called it love.
What I'm looking for seems simple.
Respect, Honesty, Understanding, A friend for life.
I have so much love to give, & I'm tired of feeling used. Definitely tired of feeling second best.
I want more.
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