At this point in my life I can officially say I have hit my end, my limit, my point of no return.
I thought so many time's that I had been broken, that my heart had been broken.
This time it's real unfortunately.
My spirit and every bit of love for myself I had before has been ripped out of me.
I could probably say it's my own fault. My own fault for being blind and just throwing love to the wind and seeing what happens.
But at the same time when you give it all you've got it's will shattering to see it all crumble and mean nothing to anyone but you.
I have my flaws, I make my mistakes and I'm not a perfect...or easy person to deal with.
I am stubborn, and I hold an angry argument. I'm protective and moderately jealous as well.
But when I love...I give it all I have, I put my heart and soul into it and I don't let anyone tell me different, I always take care of the one I love no matter what.
I feel a sense of defeat...like I have no more left, I'm finally done.
I've been wondering when this day would come, and when I would finally just...give up, and well I have....I have given up.