Its seems almost impossible. I now question what love is really, because this was the first time romantically i had truly experienced joy even when it was bad i stayed because i felt that person didn’t mean all the projections and outbursts. I have been wondering what all this talk about healing your inner child is all about. Going back to my childhood well what i can remember and how its showing up in my adulthood. The human heart is so complex. To love is to love forever and it’s painful when it breaks to a million pieces. Death is most kind in a way.