in and out

I’ve had many. All at different times, but many. And I’m 26.

You can figure it out for yourself that it takes some practice to learn how to get into a relationship, quickly sneak out of it and then plunge into a new one all over again. And I am one of those people who fall in love…and when I say fall, I don’t really mean fall – I mean dive. So deep that if you were a professional diver, it would take you at least five minutes to reach the surface. No oxygen bottle provided. Learn this and forget all your worries.

Look at me.

Give me a relationship and I’ll be on top of the world while in it, completely oblivious to the world around me, but when time comes to put an end to it, I’ll have no problems getting out. Unharmed.

They’ll try to pull me down, convince me that they’ve broken heart – in so many pieces that it is virtually impossible to put them back together again. They’ll try. And they’ll lose. My heart’s unbreakable and my soul undaunted. Me? I’m undefeatable. Don’t even waste your time trying – ask me, and I’ll tell you.

I'm only 26 and I've managed to build a wall around my heart. It’s easy to get through it. In both directions. But it never lets you leave a permanent mark.

And yet, I still consider myself deep. Emotional. Happy? I do not.