It's a brand new day.

I honestly don't believe in falling in love anymore. & that's sad for being a girl. But there's only so much one can do. I'm sick of crying, the hurting, the broken heart. It's time for me to figure out if I really wanna continue putting up with this or move on. I'm quite caught up in the middle. This experience has made me a stronger person; it has brought out the best in me. I don't think I've ever glowed & felt so beautiful in this life. I'm stuck on one. Like it's a beautiful thing falling for someone. It's not beautiful feeling constantly hurt. It's either I pick up the pieces or leave them on the floor & move on. I've started picking up these pieces & now I'm looking at the floor & saying to myself "Fuck, that's a lot of shit you have to pick up". My guard is back up & I don't plan on ever letting it down again. I think today shows me how stupid I've been to believe in something that's not a reality whatsoever. I don't ask for much, but I'm starting to realize I need to be more picky. Because being let down this is getting old. It's time to get rid of the bad & bring in all the good.