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the ‘unloveables’

This post is dedicated to the ones with the wall around their heart, built so high and so strong, that entry is impossible; the ones who are scared; the ones who don’t accept love, even when it is handed to them with a cherry on top…

the unloveables.

I’m sure we all have these people in our lives or some of us may even be these people. I call them “the unloveables”. Not because nobody loves them, but simply because nobody could ever love them enough. They’re not the ‘heartbreak kids’, the ones who have loved and been hurt too many times to love again. They’re not fragile. They’re not sad. Well, maybe they are, but they don’t know that. They’re not something you treat gently, because the unloveables rarely come packaged up in bubble wrap with caution signs.

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They’re usually always smiling. They’re tough and a little rough around the edges. They laugh at jokes at their expense and don’t need the reassurance of many. The unloveables are the ‘independent’ ones. They’re usually the people who you might even admire, for they never need someone to make them happy. They can do that on their own. They rarely ever fall in love. Nobody can disappoint them, because they rely on themselves and set no expectations. But, true and complete independence is a facade. And though nobody may be able to disrupt that little self-sustaining world, nobody is there to make it better. Nobody is there to show you what you’re missing. Of course, I believe in inner happiness (didn’t I blog about inner peace?), but sometimes we all need somebody.

I always felt the unloveables were lonely. It must be tough to never know love and guard that fortress around their heart. Sure, they’re happy, but they’re missing out. And I felt bad, even though I shouldn’t. But then I met one. And loving an unloveable?

That’s even tougher.

XX, K  (sorry for the late post!)

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my heart to take

“I’ll close my eyes and pretend I don’t see, the love you don’t feel when you’re holding me”

Is there anything worse than investing your everything into someone, only to realize they gave you nothing in return?

And yea, there is.

When you can’t stop giving bits and pieces of yourself up to someone who keeps taking it. Even when they don’t want it. Even when you have nothing else to give and all your left with is a shell of who you used to be. That’s worse.

XX, K

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keep fighting

keep fighting

For those heartaches that never seem to go away, I have a THE perfect remedy. Drink tea, listen to anything by Birdy or Daughter, and read Tyler Knott Gregson‘s poetry. Heartbreaking and healing, each poem/quote is layered with truth and emotion. It’s pure artistry.

Those tears will stop in no time. I promise.

XX, K

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