And just for thought...
I can't say any one man made a difference in my life in regards to love.
Maybe in other ways...
I fall in love so quickly sometimes,
fading so fast that I can't tell if I was ever really in it.
I play games, expecting a man to eventually be the one who wins the fight to be with me
but no one has ever seemed to stand up for very long.
Maybe they have...
Sometimes I think I'm blind in the ways of love.
Men's intentions always charred by the one before them.
I can name three who somehow made it through my defenses... or can I?
The tears dried so long ago.
I can't say if the cries were long or loud or either.
They happened so briefly.
I start to believe I am too callous to care but if I am?
So why not brush them off like it all meant nothing?
Maybe I already have...
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.