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My sister once told me that I'm hard to love, and she must be right. I'm the only one alone. Everyone else has someone, and I don't. I never have. Logic dictates I must be the issue. But I can't figure out why. What's wrong with me? Am I just meant to long for love but never experience it? Am I just supposed to be alone? If that's the case, then whatever creator exists is cruel. Why make me want love so much but never give it to me? What purpose does that serve? Why make me hard to love?
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