We all fall in love. All the time. Then we get our hearts broken. And fall in love all over again.

Once so long ago, I took a risk. A risk that left me nearly crippled. How gullible was I then to believe he’d stand by me no matter how rough and tough and bumpy the road may get. But once the road became almost impassable, he left. Just like that – he left. What was I to do? I was already dancing on hot coals on bare feet. I was devastated. I felt the ground beneath me crumble. It took every once of my strength to rouse me from that nightmare. But wake up I did. I had to be strong. I had to be strong enough to stand on my own feet no matter how close was I to walking on my knees.

That incident left a gaping hole. A whole so huge and deep I never thought I could ever recover from it. But recover I did; but its effect left me disillusioned, bitter and distrustful. I told myself never to rely on any man at all. Not anymore. And that was when I started building the fortress around me.

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 Amazing how I can keep loving when my heart  has been shattered many times. But I am not afraid to love. What I am afraid of is having that love abused.

Love. It happens. Every second. But it never happens with every person we see and meet each day. From among the hundreds we have associated with, there will always be one soul with whom we bestow that love.

I love you. You love me. That is all that matters to me right now.

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