Why can't I ever just tell someone I like them because apparently I don't drop hints so well or they're just not interested. This has always been the case. That, or I'm the one not interested. It never just works.
I'm weird with relationships. I think I know what I want, then I run.
I think I run because I'm scared; I'm scared that I might get hurt.
Or maybe I just haven't found someone who I know is worth it.
What is is about the winter and holidays that just makes you want to be in love? It is so silly that I inevitably get bummed out about something stupid during the greatest time of the year. I am loved so much that the son of God died for me. How ridiculous is it that I let myself be bothered by the imperfect love I receive from others? But we all do it, I suppose. So here's to being content and joyful for the love I have done nothing to deserve or earn.
Life is about taking chances. If things don't work out with a certain person then you grow and learn from it.
ReplyDeleteI know. I just get in those moods where the combination of all the pointless and disappointing "crushes" way on me and bum me out.
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