I know to myself that when I love, I love fully, with all my heart, without lapses. Once I show you how much I love you, you’ll carry it everyday, I’ll carry it everyday.
But, lately, I realized that loving someone isn’t always enough, especially when they do not love themselves. Even if you give them your fullest, they will not see it if that’s not the kind of love they’re looking out for; if it’s not the kind of love they think they deserve.
I never get tired of loving. I think, I was born to love, to show love, to tell everyone in my life how much I love them. But, that love wasn’t enough.
I did everything I could so people could feel the love I have for them, even if I myself do not give the same love to me. I was born to love people, but never to love me.
Some people told me that a person who thinks that they don’t deserve love, is also the ones who don’t love themselves; and I still carry it with me everyday.
Maybe because I knew to myself that it was also me. I was the one who think that I do not deserve love, because I can’t love myself. I don’t find the reason to love myself.
That’s why when people show me love, I tend to push it away, even though I know to myself that I’m willing to give them more than the amount of love they give to me.
I love you, but love wasn’t enough.
My love for others will never be enough, if I can’t even love myself.
