I don' think I want to be in love anymore, do I need to? Saying that bad luck has favoured me more in the matters of the heart is an understatement... it's not bad luck, it's doomed bad luck! I guess something is sucking me up and I am trying hard, so hard to scramble out of it. I am bruised, scattered and pained but I know that I have to scramble out of it.
It's strange that such thoughts should come out a "well accomplished" someone like me... yet. Wonder if the feeling of this love hard should be savoured or let flying out of the window!!!!
