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Reflection: Too afraid to love fully, is it worth it?

Turn back the time to when I was oblivious to what love really was. Today I realize, I was just too afraid to let it enclose me completely in its impending presence. Letting your guard down isn’t easy when you’re too afraid to be half loved, too afraid, because you know what outcome to expect. The bitter break up, the talk, that would overcast any flames it might have sparked in a dark gloom. Too afraid, because watching others completely taken over by love only sent me panic-stricken warning signs. Losing all control, all internal barriers broken, susceptible to the most gruesome pains this world could offer; heartbreak.

Today I realize, it was not my tough front I used to superficially deal with lovers that ruined all, but the fact that it was both a blessing and a curse to feel everything so very deeply. Deep inside I always knew I would never be able to deal with heartbreak. Once I fully love someone, it is arduous for me to reverse this. It would take me a small eternity to get over losing someone I so very deeply cared for. That is why I simply avoided it, and dealt with love as what it symbolized to me; agony.

But fast forward numerous years, I have come to realize I don’t want to pursue this superficial life anymore. Im sick of pretending to love, pushing away anyone getting too close into the depths of the night. Im sick of not experiencing all life has to offer. It took me a while to find myself. To love myself first, and to be comfortable with being myself. No more barriers, no more lying, this is who I am, and whoever loves me for that, deserves only the best of me.

It just so happens, that someone worth me, crossed my path months ago when I didn’t even realize. And just when I thought it was too late to get him, it wasn’t. He was still there, waiting for me as I blindly danced my way through various lovers, wondering why they didn’t care, when I didn’t either. But there he was, standing patiently. I gave him a chance. He deserves me, I thought. I deserve the best. Why not try to be thoroughly myself this time?

It was one of the most chilling and fear driven decisions I had ever made in my entire life. But now, life could not be better. Its beautiful to find a soul that cares and understands you deeply. It brightens up my day to have someone to laugh with, and just be myself around without pretending. I started trying to fix things, instead of leaving them broken. I started talking through issues, instead of ignoring them, and I went slow with a gradual incline. And even if I would be able to turn back the time, I would not have told myself this.

It takes time to learn these things, and some just take longer than others to take the step to be completely vulnerable to this big dangerous world. It takes great deal of courage. All this time Ive been feeling something missing in me, something that was the source of much of my sadness. But today I realize its not love, or any guy that changed this for me, it was just me realizing that I was simply afraid, it was all the source of my internal madness.

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Pretty Smiles Have a Lot To Hide

Usually she was the one who brought happiness to everyone,

She was the one who radiated more positive energy than the sun.

She was always the one with the prettiest smile,

However, deep inside, she had been empty for quite a while.

Actually, quite a lot more than empty.

But no one saw past her act of being overly friendly.

No one ever saw how her brittle heart was draining away slowly,

Like black tar, almost ghostly.

No one ever saw that she was battling monsters every day,

And emotions were something that she tried to hide and keep away.

Until one day, she couldn’t afford to get them back,

In her little world of grey and black.

So to get some sort of feeling,

She started concealing, by healing.

She would do anything to make anyone smile,

Until even that faded.

And her saviour came to catch her and bring her back into the sunshine,

He’d tell her he loved her, handled her like she was a dime.

He saw her rotting heart and freed her from darkness,

And focused only on her for a while, on her feelings, and fixing sadness.

He loved her like no one had ever done,

He loved her for who she was, knew her real smile, he knew, their journey had only just begun.

And for once she was truly happy and took off her mask.

There was no need to wear it anymore, no one ever asked.

For once, she was only the mirror reflecting the light, not handing it out to everyone.

And when one day finally her heart was renewed,

And all the broken pieces were glued,

She started handing out her sunshine again.

Only this time, it was real, not like it was back then.

Who would have guessed,

That this little spark in her darkness,

Would end up saving her ?