Doubting Myself

Sometimes I think I’m a bad person because I don’t love how I used to do it. I don’t give myself anymore to some people as I used to. And I feel bad, because deep inside me I’m still disappointed and hurt. How I wish things could be different.

But then, I know I’m right. Some people never valued the way I’ve loved them for so long. One day, I was brave enough to open my eyes, to stop making excuses for them. It was a very painful day, in some ways, that memory still lingers my heart once in a while.

Not everybody can love in the same way I do, I’ve learned to accept it. It’s not always easy, but when I feel sad, I know I can count with people who understand love, in the same way I do. I’m so immensely lucky to know and love people who love me the same way that I do.

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About silviaeningles

I’m Silvia and these are some interesting things about me: I was born in Puebla, a beautiful city in central Mexico. It is an old city, founded in 1531 I live in Vancouver, British Columbia in Canada I have a blog in Spanish that you’re welcome to read (http://comenzandolashistorias.blogspot.ca/) I love hummingbirds, tea and Mexican candy I really enjoy when readers write and comment on my posts I love writing, and I really enjoy poetry (reading aloud my favourite poems always makes me happy)
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