Why do we have to care about people who hurt us? I understand that sometimes things get hard and it seems like everything is out of control and to protect others, we end up pushing people we care about away.
I know you’re hurt. I know you didn’t mean to hurt me. I know you care about me.
But couldn’t you possibly try to let me in? Don’t you understand how much I care about you now? It’s done, I probably love you again and I wish I could you tell you that. Actually, I wish I wasn’t afraid to tell you this and think that you would turn your back one more time.
I do care.












