Unlovable. What if you are unlovable? What if I am unlovable? When I love, I love completely. I love without reservation and without motive.
My last two relationships I thought were going to be my last. With each I thought that I had found someone that loved me as much as I loved them. The second more than the first for sure. But in the end, they both walked away… in the end they both chose someone or something other than me.
How can something that you were so sure of, not be what you thought it was? What was it that drove both of them away?
These are rhetorical questions of course. I obviously don’t know the answer and they probably don’t either. Maybe I’m just toxic. Maybe I’m damaged beyond repair. Maybe I’m simply not worthy of love. Perhaps I truly am… unlovable.
Steve’s Pen and Lens 