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Broken Hearts Need Time to Heal

Broken hearts need time to heal, and when you're the one that broke your own heart it seems to take longer for them to do it. I managed to break my own heart this weekend by getting rid of people that cause me problems and in the process I may have lost one that never caused me a problem. One that I care a great deal for without rhyme or reason to do so. I have found that I get in a hurry and this time it could have cost me someone that I dearly care about. It's not the first time but you'd think at my age I would know better by now.

One day I'll learn my lesson but until then I'm simply going to enjoy being in love and feeling love for someone else that is unconditional.
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