Short one-shot here. Very short.

Love Hurts No one knows that better than I do. I’ve been broken, shattered and left to bleed to death on the sidewalks. No one knows how painful love is better than I do. It’s grown to the point that I couldn’t trust anyone, knowing that they will only break my already broken heart. And I don’t need to. I have philophobia, the fear of love. I can’t stand looking at mushy couples who hold hands and make out by the beach or cud