Love. The thing people turn to to blame all the problems of the universe upon. People blame their actions upon it; say they carried out murders for their 'love' of God. For Him. Blame their unhappiness's upon love. People aren't unhappy because of love. Or because they're in love. It's because of people. And I frankly, have had enough of people. If someone hurts you, move away from the pain. But as humans we are drawn to it, aren't we? 'That which does not kill us, makes us stronger.' But what if what's killing us, gets us so, so down that by the time we're ready to regenerate and be strong again we've been slaughter by our own pain.

Emotional pain is of our own fault. The people that hurt you are those that you let near, or have feelings towards; without those connections, we cannot be harmed.

I broke an innocent girls heart. Yes, it's my fault she was hurt, I caused the pain that shakes her so badly. But really; she is the only one to blame. She let me get close enough to her heart to drive tiny dangers into the pressure points where my name rested. I let her that close too. Outside factors influenced the heartache we felt, and the need to escape. All the pain she felt I felt too. Possibly not equally, but just because pain is different, does not make it less. But
I know now: If she isn't close enough to my heart, she will not injure it. I can love her, yes. But I'm learning now to take certain measures - precautionary steps - so that I'll never be hurt the way she was.

No one has ever broken my heart. And there I go, using that old cliche - but; while my heart still lay in pieces at the bottom of an empty cavity, it was not the fault of one. Almost the fault of my own. Yes, my father had alot to do with the shattered fragments that lead the others to fall. So did few other people. But I let my heart fall. There's a switch, somewhere inside me that I've switched, again. It's a switch I flick when pain comes too close, I suppose. But I've learnt my lesson: No one will break my heart without my permission. And at this moment in time - right now - I'm okay with no one being close enough to hurt me the way I hurt people.

I'm not saying don't get close, don't love, and I know I'm making myself sound as if I'm a heartless bitch. But you can do all those things without the inflicted pain. I know that now. It's about learning. And wanting. And that tiny little switch has moved again - no one will ever get as close to hurting me as the girl who's heart I broke, ever again. It's a valuable lesson; one you should learn. Because you can hurt, without all the bleeding and infection. Without all the crying and attention defecate disorders. Everyone body hurts. It's time to deal with you monsters.