share less, get loved.

Practicing my old ways. Not too further back, not too young-

the one in the middle. 

It's a drag isn't it, that the more you share about yourself, the more you open up, the more a person keeps their distance from you, or better yet runaway. Maybe it's true, you can love so much but not get back the same love in return so don't forget to love yourself, before it all ends again just to start over and end once more. Everyone else can still have you, even once they lost you, but you- you're on your own. It's funny thinking it was ever safe to be who you are, think the way you think and feel all that you feel, while juggling a relationship with someone you've to take care of too, without you being taken care of. Maybe that's how parents feel. It's such a shame how we can't always see what we have, even when it's gone. It's safe to say, you're safer alone.

Unless you're lucky enough. When it comes to these things, 

I'm barely ever lucky "enough".

-riri-