with love comes pain.

Rose tinted glasses. I regret to admit this is how i see the world.
I'm starting to realise may be being vunerable isn't all it's cracked up too be. The amount of times i've let people close only for them to reveal their true colours and knock me down is countless.
But the thing is, is it really that bad? Sure every now and again I get knocked down a peg or two. But it makes me stonger for the next time. I like to think one day there wil be that one, whos diffrent from the rest. Looks at you like your the only one in his world, cares about you regardless of what other people think and will never leave you.
This is however, is the perfect senario. Everyone wants this, but only a small majority get it.
The only thing i'm truley scared of in life is growing old alone. It's the most daunting thing I could think of. I would hate to spend my last years alone when there could be someone with me.
Someone to share the memories, watch the sunset and flowers grow.
Okay, so I think you can geuss i'm a bit of an old romantic. Big soppy at heart really!
But isn't it best when you have someone to laugh with, someone you can just hug whenever you want too and fall asleep with. Thats the diffrence between friends and lovers. Yes friends are brilliant and amazing in everyway, but some times you just need that special someone with you.
I suppose this is why I seem to settle for any guy. I like company and people who make me laugh. Pity they all seem to turn into frogs sooner or later. I awlays think is it me? did I do something wrong? But no, it's nither of us. Being a big beliver in karma, if it wasn't ment to be then it wasn't ment to be. Simple as. I just wish I found out the easy ways rather then all the pain. I'm not going to lie, i've really cared about every single guy to the moon and back. Shame they feel it's okay to go around without a care in the world and abuse my feelings.
A hug a day goes along way with me.