24 5 / 2011
This motherfucker. Too much control. I give pieces of my heart to every man who dominates me. I don’t mean to. I come round to check on it a month after we start and this chunk is missing. Not a HUGE chunk, but enough that you can tell it’s missing. And like, I’m mad I let that happen, but I’m glad in a way. I care deeply for a person. Even if they don’t care like that, it is a beautiful feeling just to love someone. Not romantic love. Just that true, genuine concern for another person. Sometimes that’s all you get. But there is no love truer than unreturned love. You get nothing out of it, but you care anyway. Even if it is from a distance. It’s worth it.
