This storys about a girl and misleading love. She was hurt most of her life from a young age, She was always cautious of people, Especially around the thought of love,
This storys about a girl and misleading love.


She was hurt most of her life from a young age,
She was always cautious of people, 
Especially around the thought of love,
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This storys about a girl and misleading love.

This storys about a girl and misleading love. She was hurt most of her life from a young age, She was always cautious of people, Especially around the thought of love,

But some how she meet someone she knew, Someone who swore to keep her safe from pain, But was no stranger, but someone she knew for some time, Even though she worked hard a lot, and he didn't, She didn't mind taking him on dates, the look of enjoyment on his face was well worth the price in value to her

She would by him gifts, but didn't want anything in return, His smile and joy was all she wanted from him, But most importantly, she just wanted him. She just wanted to spend time with him, To just keep her wild, damaged mind calm, Simple words….

Yet, he started distancing himself, more and more as the weeks would go by, the talks would get shorter, and the open minded care was much more far then gone. He began to ignore her, he began to tell her that he didn't care about her no more, But would try.

He didn't try, he never did, and she was so blinded with fear to be alone that she refused to accept the damage he was causing her. Between friends and family trying to help her, she refused. And kept making excuses…. Until one day she took a stand for some sort of change, and he said he doesn't care no more, he doesn't want to be with anyone for a long time, and he doesn't want to fix anything like he didn't before.

Yet when the next person cam by, he was with them as though she didn't spend the past year supporting him with every problem that came his way, and she hid all her negatives to only show him her positives…… and she hasn't found closure or her smile since.

Now….. let's swap the roles. The girl is a man. And the man was the girl he thought would keep from hurting him in the way she said she would. Why did I keep the roles changed till the end? Because as a male, I have to have this persona of being a man.

I have to have this stigma that if I have emotions in anyway that im just weak, or pathetic. That because I cared about someone and they destroyed the core of who I am and can't brush it off like “every man should” im not a man at all. And I'd rather wallow in my self hate and except that I actually cared about someone who couldn't care if I didn't awake tomorrow morning, then be this heartless, brainless meathead, who rather destroy then develop.

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