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If you love someone you aren't supposed to cause them pain, you supposed to be there for them to console them in that time of sorrow! I just can't understand what drives the human race to do the inconceivable things that they do.
You know, I have a saying on my blog that says "To love, you must suffer ... So let the pain begin." Well, I loved, and all I do now is suffer. My heart is breaking for the final time. I loved many times before, and somehow, end up with all the same results.
It amazes me ... "History always repeats itself." Let me tell you that that is the god honest truth.
Why do we not appreciate what we have until it's gone?
Why do we not realize we love someone until it's too late?
The damage has been done, and no many how many times I forgive, I've been simply made a fool of. I've told all my skeltons, all my secrets, rectified all my lies ... only for the person to oppositely do so blunty in my face. I've given up on love, because love's given up on me. That was the perfect line out of a Miranda Lambert song because it rings true for me.
Every time I try to let someone into my heart, to get close to me, somehow I always end up burned. And right now, there is nothing left of this heart to burn away, but a thread that keeps me hanging on.
Why doesn't this ring true any more these day?:
Why love be the answer to solve all heartaches and all wrongdoings of those that we love?
It just doesn't happen like that. When the person you love does you worng, and you try to let love be the answer, they continue to do you wrong, and that only makes you hurt more. I'm living proof of that.
Why can something or someone you love soo much, hurt you soo deeply?
Isn't love supposed to bring happiness? It just doesn't make sense. As Leann Rimes singings it ... "Nothing 'bout love makes sense." I just hate loving someone and letting them in, only for them to walk all over and spit upon my heart ... for them to rip it out of my chest and hold it before my very eyes, and then squeeze my heart so that all I can do is feel the pain.
Why is it that all I've ever felt from love is pain?
And why does it always somehow end up boiling down to this?:
I don't care if your read this or respond to this ... I just needed to let go of some pain, and I do so best through writing.
<3 Ash
