There are nights where I hurt. I don't like to hurt because it says to me that somewhere inside me, I'm weak, and the only times I've ever been hurt are the times I've been weak.
It sucks to wake up one day and realize you can't love someone anymore.
It sucks even more when you realize that ending something so suddenly like that is going to leave scars on your heart that must be healed by someone else.
But what sucks the most is realizing that your scarred-up heart now needs to be protected more than anything else and it makes it 10x more difficult to find the person to help you cure it.
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