Late night Thursday thoughts

I learned a long time ago that I cannot trust other people, particularly entrusting them with my heart. I do not have the foundation of a loving family or having a young love that reinforced my worth. Love taught me pain. Love taught me to trust no one. And despite the many years of heartbreak from family, friends, and lovers, I still try to love for some fucking stupid reason. I’m still a romantic after all this time and I still think love conquers all.

As much of a front as I try to put on, I am shattered inside. I piece myself together after every setback because I am strong and capable after so many years of doing this. But there are only so many times a person can get broken before they finally give up.