I have never been loved. You know the kind of love that sweeps you off your feet. I sometimes feel depressed and wonder why love has to be difficult. Why does everything have to be a game. I hate emotional games/manipulations. I feel I love too deeply. My heart is really fragile. It’s like a baby bird. It can easily be crushed. I cry more times than I smile. Everyone thinks I am fine but really I am not. They don’t know the pain I hide behind my life of the party/carefree attitude. I ask myself why? Why don’t I deserve to be loved. Why can’t I be loved? I should not be punished just because I wear my heart on my sleeve. I should not be punished just because I am not calculating. I should not be punished because I didn’t learn to play the stupid game. Why can’t I love honestly and be loved back honestly. I see people waste love on people that would never love them as fiercely just because those people know how to play the game. The game makes me sick. I pray Whoever invented the game is rottening in hell. I would give anything to obsess over someone that is obsessed with me.