how do you heal a broken heart? afraid of loving again.

DO you know the feeling of having someone new in your life and you just arent sure if you want them in it...
gosh..

this past 2 days have been a whirlwind of all kinds.....i really tried to be not emotionally attach to anybody...
but it seems that sometimes my bipolar heart and mind doesnt even cooperate with each other...
my heart says i like this person, but my mind says..hold on to yourself little girl...
sometimes my heart says, yeahh thats it..thats the spirit maybe one day you'll wake up and receive a text message saying i love you...but yeah crap that out...
gosh i so dont know what to do...my heart has been torn into pieces many times,
that even promises are not enough to mend it...
last tuesday someone told me that he loves me, and that he promise me that he wont even hurt me, that one day he will prove to me and to his family that we are worth it...that if he'll hurt me it'll be his lost not mine...i mean what the fuck right...i was almost too stupid to believe it...and i was even falling for him at that moment but my stubborn mind collapse with ease saying..oh stop saying to me that crap...thats bullshit...

i know that somehow you can relate to this, having that same feeling of loving someone but not quite because my then complete heart was torned by some bastard...
i mean how can i completely like someone new in my life when in the long run all my mind says is, you need to be reserved and be careful for maybe... you will break your heart AGAIN!...grbe...what do you call this in FILIPINO? ahh, duwag magmahal (afraid to love..)

i mean at the end of the day my heart wants to love someone who will be there no matter what happen, but at the back of my mind your thinking, stop this crap focus on work and you career,, but what really hinders me is the fact that im not yet to strong to be broken again...

so what do you do to heal your broken heart? because mine isnt healed yet, its like twas damaged too many times that it doesn't even believe in promises...

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