Teardrops On My Guitar

"He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar, the only one whose got enough of me to break my heart..."

It's been a really self-fulfilling few months. Ever since a few prodding words from friends, I've set out to find my motivations for everything. I think it's really grounded me and even steered my emotions in a certain ways that are more healthy.

Boys, how can we ever get rid of them? And when one can break your heart so easily, it's sad to think that he doesn't even know it and that what he thinks of you is not even close to how much you care for him.

Yet, had I not found out that I just love helping others for the sake of helping them, the situation does not anger me. Of course, upsetness is natural, even a little bit of sadness. But at least steps are finally being taken to get rid of my vengefulness.

In the end I chalk this up to another guy being guy, doesn't realise what he's doing. It's so much harder to get mad at them when it's not actually their fault. When they don't even realise how much they're using you. When they don't even realise that they are in fact hurting you a lot. Is it worse than if they do it consciously? Maybe. Maybe not.