Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and
it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and
mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit...
of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no
...different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid
life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did
something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your
life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It
eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase
like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter
working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination.
Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real
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