How many times have you heard your self say 'never again' after a bad brake up?
The moment you feel hurt and betrayed and that you have invested in something
that in simple words went to hell.
You start to believe that all women are cows or all men bastards because it seems as
if every single fucking time you put down your shield, open up and start trusting again
it will be different somehow. This is the reason we love again: HOPE
No matter how hard the last brake up, with your chest in pain, tottal heartache,
even if you shrivel up and lose all faith in people and develop a hatred for Hollywood
romantic films. There is always the hope that the new person you have met will not hurt you,
will treat you right, will give you what you deserve, may even be the one!
For some reason this happens at the beggining of every new relationship as the start
of every romantic relationship feels heavenly (until someone leaves the toilet seat up or takes
3 hours to do their make up in the bathroom). You always feel like maybe this time will be
different. This person is different. This time you will get what you deserve.
And then...... boom....you realise there is no fucking shit like what you hoped for.
You feel betrayed again cry at every chance, hate the couples you see kissing in the street
looking in love and you get that chest pain which makes you finally understand what a heartache
is (something you thought was actually metaphorically used).
And guess what? After a whille you meet someone and remember how good it is to
get that attention and being looked after and live in the moment where no one else exist
for the other person but you. And then you start thinking that this time may be different.
This is after all....Hope!
photo source:
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The moment you feel hurt and betrayed and that you have invested in something
that in simple words went to hell.
You start to believe that all women are cows or all men bastards because it seems as
if every single fucking time you put down your shield, open up and start trusting again
it will be different somehow. This is the reason we love again: HOPE
No matter how hard the last brake up, with your chest in pain, tottal heartache,
even if you shrivel up and lose all faith in people and develop a hatred for Hollywood
romantic films. There is always the hope that the new person you have met will not hurt you,
will treat you right, will give you what you deserve, may even be the one!
For some reason this happens at the beggining of every new relationship as the start
of every romantic relationship feels heavenly (until someone leaves the toilet seat up or takes
3 hours to do their make up in the bathroom). You always feel like maybe this time will be
different. This person is different. This time you will get what you deserve.
And then...... boom....you realise there is no fucking shit like what you hoped for.
You feel betrayed again cry at every chance, hate the couples you see kissing in the street
looking in love and you get that chest pain which makes you finally understand what a heartache
is (something you thought was actually metaphorically used).
And guess what? After a whille you meet someone and remember how good it is to
get that attention and being looked after and live in the moment where no one else exist
for the other person but you. And then you start thinking that this time may be different.
This is after all....Hope!
photo source:
http://images.search.conduit.com/ImagePreview/?q=brake%20up&ctid=CT3289075&searchsource=15&CUI=UN26193545014888367&UP=UP_ID&UM=1&start=0&pos=1
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