Love is one of the most painful things there has ever been. It hurts, rips apart, destroys, breaks you down to the most insecure version of yourself. It brings out your worst, your insecurities, your pain, your worst desires. It shreads apart your soul and strips you of all protection you may have had in place before. It beats you down and shows you at the end of the day where you truly stand umongst others. It's those small, little, peaceful, heart warming, confidence boosting moments that make it worth it. It makes all the hurt, the tears, the searing burning in your chest and soul....for one moment at least, disappear. I cling to these healing moments. The memory of no pain and no tears. The tiniest of sweet feelings....these keep my heart as intact as possible. They keep me going, they make me who I am. So does the bad. Its learning to balance the tiniest of joys amongst the mountains of hurt. It isn't always easy and I have my days just as others do. I just choose to try and be strong, take today to try yourself.
