SHROUDED…

I’m not always as confident as I seem … there are many nights and many days when all I want is to be held. I love being HELD. Always! Sometimes I don’t want to talk about what is bothering me … sometimes I just want a HUG … someone who will let me CRY. I like when people cry in front of me … express how they feel without pretensions- when people aren’t afraid to show what they’re really emotion. I don’t like when people run from their true feelings because it doesn’t do anyone any good. I wear my heart on my sleeve, but I’m not naive. I know what it feels like to be completely broken and I am all too familiar with what it means to be hurt. I know what it’s like to see something funny and not laugh. I’ve been taken advantage of, used, and abused. My feelings have been deliberately disregarded. But I still believe that all people are good at heart… and my trust in people has not diminished. To be completely honest, I hope it never does. Ever…

….Hoping~!