My heart feels heavy and empty at the same time. Does it even make sense? Do I feel this way because you are out of my life, yet you still fester my wounds? Do I feel this way because I let go of you but I always have one last thing to say to you but I never say to you? Does my heart feel heavy because I feel bad that my songs only show how much I’m hurting but they never express my love for you? Does my heart feel empty because it hungers for the courage to tell you I want you back?
Love didn’t hurt me. It just can’t hurt anyone. The lover hurt me. He hurt me because he could. He could hurt me because I allowed him to. Because I was vulnerable. I’ve always been vulnerable. Love didn’t hurt me but it made me vulnerable. So did love hurt me? Indirectly?