Brodenized

It’s wrong I know, but all sorts of parts of me still love her.

All sorts of parts of me want to hold her and comfort her and tell her it’s all going to be okay.

That everything she did was fine, and I’m over it, and we can just forget about that day.

All sorts of parts of me know that I can not love anyone again, that what we had was rare.

That no matter what happens in the future, I’ll be here for her, I’ll be loving and I’ll care.

That I believe what she does, I want what she wants, and I am who she wants me to be.

But one sort of part of me knows that this isn’t true, and that isn’t me.

I need a place to vent and be myself. I need a place to write whatever I want and have people listen. I need a place to myself. I need Tumblr right now. I have come to realize that I have a really hard time being alone. I’m always chasing after love and wanting to spend my life with someone (especially after my divorce.) It’s ended in heart break six times this year, and I was just wondering… How do I stop this?