I always wonder why do i give pieces of my heart so easily to people i barely even know.
They did not even ask for it. I just openly, willingly ripped my heart out and gave it out in display. Sometimes i feel like i am literally putting my heart in my sleeve. Like literally.
Sometimes i just want to leave my body and scold myself for being too easy.
Last night, i found myself patting my head and my back literally. Like i was my own heartbroken kid. I was nursing myself. It hurts. A little bit, at first. Then, it burns like madfire in summer.
Why do you fall in love so easily, self?
Last night i told you, you will be fine. You will be just fine.












