And it all went down hill from there...

I wrote a blog the other day about the guy that I was so frightened of letting see the better part of me. The vulnerable side.

I had mentioned all my fears and how I hoped that I could get past them. But alas I couldn't. He quit talking to me. Just up and started to ignore my texts. It hurts. Actually it hurts pretty damn bad. I find myself wanting to hear his voice and read his texts and smile broadly whenever he would send a selfie to me.

But that's over. I dont know what happened to him. It frightens me. What really frightens me is how I'm feeling eight now. I know Im supposed to have quite a few heartbreaks in my future. But honestly this is ridiculous. By the time the heart breaks are over I'm going to be cold and numb.

But now I'm just lying here. My thoughts on him. Always on him. No one else I'm really looking at. I know it will eventually go away. And people wonder why I dont open up. Because when I do finally open up, when someone does finally chip away the ice from me. I fall hard and fast. And I will love you.

That's my downfall. I love much to easy.