Love*

Well as I began to write, I struggled so hard to get past the first line. How can someone like me believe in love so much and everything it stands for, if i finally begin to feel it for myself and it's ripped from my grasp? How can I go on believing in the ways of love, if now I'm beginning to wish I never did? To wish I never believed in it and I wouldn't be hurt right now. What am I suppose to do if for the past few nights I've cried myself to sleep? Thinking I could finally be happy and it's taken from me. To have true feelings for someone and they return the same feelings or lie to you to make you happy. My beliefs on love have changed so much and right now. I'm not sure I believe anything. Love is just a painful experience that never truly gets returned. You can't take it back. Once you've fallen, your stuck in love. And it really makes me wonder when I can get over it. Because there is no going back now, and it scares me to say that I'm trying, but getting no where. 


Written by: 
Courtney Walker


[March 25, 2011]