Live-laugh-love

I'll admit. I'm scared. I don't want to be alone. I don't want to grow old by myself... but I'm too afraid to let anyone get close to me. I cowardly run away once anything feels too real or too hard. I don't blame anyone, but myself for being this way. After many failed relationships, almost lovers, heart breaks, and disappoinments, I built this wall, a wall of unbreakable material, around my heart. I'm the girl that falls for the jackass equipped with the cheesy pick-up lines. The jackass who says what he thinks I want to hear. I fall for the bullshit, the lies, and the excuses. I wish I didn't, but I do. It's unfortunate that I no longer believe in fairy tales or happy endings and that I have little faith in real genuine love. I know love is real. I've felt it. Not that puppy-love-one-week-as-a-couple-junior-high kind of love, but that can't-eat-can't-sleep-crazy-breathtaking kind of love. It's real and something worth living for. I hope that someday I'll stop shielding myself from love.