Thoughts

How I Love

I show my affection and love with action.  The time I spend with someone, the sacrifices that I make and the dedication I throw at their passions and projects.  The late night discussions, objective advice and unwavering commitment no matter their situation or mistake.  This is how I show how much I care, adore and love someone.

I've never been one to read up on the meanings of love languages or what this week's definition of 'love' is in Cosmo.  I held on to the idea that those don't matter.  The simple idea that I could just pour my heart into someone and, while they may not feel entirely the same way, they would be considerate of my emotions; valuing and respecting at least the friendship that has developed.

This isn't just in regards to my romantic life.  It extends into my professional and family life as well.  I have been told that I am misunderstood and people don't know how to take me.  Why can't I be afforded the chance to be understood?  Why can't someone give me the same time and dedication that I extended to them to simply, understand? 

Which is why I don't talk about my feelings very much.  It's difficult for me.  My past has been peppered with failed attempts and heart wrenching silences.  Each time I lay out my emotions, I am shut out.  Left feeling used and taken advantage of.  Everything I did, every hour I spent; wasted.  Thrown away like a cheap, one-use razor. 

This has made putting myself out there almost impossible.  Each time I am dismissed, another layer of brick is laid on the wall protecting my heart.  The requirement to open the door is heightened. 

I try to remain positive.  I want nothing more than to remain open and love without regret, but it's just not possible.  Each time I am used and disrespected; more work is added for the next one to come along.  It's human nature; my defense mechanism to keep myself from running dry. 

It's hard.  It sucks.  I don't see any resolve. 

I hold on to the fact that one day the world will be pure again and hearts will no longer be hardened.  One will not make decisions based on fear; the fear of hurt or the fear of what we do not understand.