The Girl Behind the Mask

Hurtful Defense

When I start to have feelings for someone,

I fall hard.

The memory of them consumes my thoughts.

But then I remind myself of the hur,

the hurt that is possibe, maybe inevitable.

I will find something wrong they did,

even if it was small,

so small it was almost invisible,

and I use it.

It turns into anger,

anger turns into resentment,

resentment into hatred,

hatred turns into loss of friend.

The sheild I put up is strong.

Most of the time it keeps the hurt out.

But it also blocks the love.