Roses And Thorns (UNDER HEAVY EDITING)

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-Trusted the wrong people.

At first, they used to make me feel so content with life, because they gave meaning to it, and it felt like they were bringing out confidence in me, as well as self-love. I was radiating happiness for a while, until it all was taken away from me.

As days went by, things began to shift and to drain me, until I was left empty. At some point, I did notice the shift in everything, but chose to ignore the red flags. I was too attached to the story to want to wake up. I remember one instant feeling full of life and excitement, and the next deadly empty. 

Innocent jokes turned into something uglier, and not knowing any better, I let the emotional abuse go on, making up excuses for their behavior because I still had faith in them.

I trusted them not to hurt me and leave, unaware that they would do that very same thing.

I trusted them to be better than the people I left in my past, but that turned out to be the key to my destruction. I made them my home and ended up homeless. 

That hurt left a mark in me, I knew no matter how much time would go by, I would always feel alone from that day on. Nobody would understand my story the way I did, or feel the emptiness that kept my heart going. 

I would never be able to give of myself the way I used to, or connect to people the same way.

When a close person you hold dear to your heart breaks your trust, you tend to lose your faith in people.

All they left behind was a damaged heart they carelessly threw away, while all I could do was save what was left of it. I only trusted myself in that moment, and held on to that tiny hope that the pain would come to an end, until all I would remember would be the lessons I learned.