'Promise you won't leave me broken on the side without so much as a glance. Promise you'll be there for ME when I need YOU. I forgave you long ago but I can't forgive you or myself a second time if you break me again. Just stay by me and it will all be okay. Don't break me like I don't matter. I don't want to fall again.'

Did I like being hurt? Probably. At least that's how I look at it since every corner I turn someone new is there to take another piece of me away. I always get so close thinking 'maybe this time is different, maybe they actually like me as a friend' but I always get proven differently. Maybe that's why when I met him he thought I hated him but in all reality, not to our knowledge at first, I was just in another friendship that was going to kick me to the curb.