Humane of ME~*

I am trying. My nose is right above the water line. I choke sometimes. I survived. Until the next wave comes in. Until then, keeping it alive.

I understand how people may not see the positive side and may not necessarily be able to words correctly; however, it is not always the case that my heart was not crushed or bitten into pieces. 

It chips and continues to break with its first crack. That’s what every relationship is about. I have given up on so many hopes and yet, I am still fighting for what I believe is best. Criticism and finger pointing is not my thing. I often am dragged and gotten wound up where I hate to see myself be in.

It’s just I care. If I don’t, things would have been simpler. Or is it.

It is another journey that I have to constantly kill the emotion from being involved. Just because I care and believe in potential of someone, it is not always the case that I could control either it is within my grasp or otherwise. Also, it may not always be what one wants now or never.

Care is a dangerous term. I meant well. That’s often when I am hurt. Am I.