I'm not always as confident as I seem. There are many nights and many days when all I want is to be held. I love being held. Always. Sometimes I don't want to talk about what is bothering me. Sometimes I just want a hug. Someone who will let me cry. I like when people cry in front of me - when people aren't afraid to show what they're really feeling. I don't like when people run from their true feelings because it doesn't do any good. I wear my heart on my sleeve, but I am not naive. I know what it feels like to be completely broken and I am all too familiar with what it means to be hurt. I know what it's like to see something funny and not laugh. I've been taken advantage of, used, and abused. My feelings have blatantly been disregarded. But I still believe that all people are good at heart. And my trust in people has not been completely diminished. To be honest, I hope it never does.
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