I always knew if I wanted love, I would get it. But, I would never believe it either.
Never believe I am worthy to be love, or the love was worthy to put an efforts in.
Constantly doubting, questioning even the most unrealistic questions, picturing unrealistic scenarios.
I want to know, is this a Psychology problem?
I need to learn from my cat, who, in all time, so gentle and caring, even he would never truly understand the world around him. He loves, he cares. I will look at him everyday, and in my own sick minds, wondering, : Mr Prince, how could you still love me?
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