It's a funny thing when you try to force someone to love you.
Everything made sense logically:
Similar family backgrounds
Same religious backgrounds
Same future family goals and ideals
Family/church family that wanted it so desperately to work
But for whatever reason it just could never work.
The same problems from the first time were there the second time around. I was never enough. I always needed to work on something. I was always misunderstood. I was always taken advantage of.
I was just a warm body.
So here I sit wondering what is wrong with ME when the real question is, why do I care if he never loved me to begin with?
You can talk the talk but walking the walk is a very different story.
"My heart belongs to someone I've yet to meet."
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