The problem with getting close to people is that those become the people who know exactly how to hurt you.
They know the soft spots.
They have power.
They know it's not extra work. It's just a little to the left.
And so sometimes, they do. They hurt.
They take aim at the one place we couldn't bear to be hit.
So we put on armor. We protect those places. We don't let anybody get near them.
But then we notice the armor. It's heavy. Heavy hurts. We are told... "THEY" tell us... that armor is wrong.
So we lower the armor. Confess the weak spots. And then we get hurt. AGAIN.
We get hurt again.
It hurts. Worse, maybe, because we, "knew better." We knew better, but tried anyway...
.... because we wanted someone to love us anyway.
But still. Hope. We still Hope. We still HOPE.
.... because we wanted someone to love us anyway.
But still. Hope. We still Hope. We still HOPE.

Don't stop choosing hope. I won't either. Ok?
ReplyDeleteit wasn't me.
ReplyDeleteor...was it?
oh for goodness sakes...
im gonna go watch the goonies and talk to some brownies about this.
Ok.
ReplyDelete@Jami: silly goose.
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