Dreamer ♥

I feel like ever since love was taken away from me, I’ve never been able to find it again, its always been out of reach. Sometimes I ask myself, what did I do wrong to go through the torture, I feel cursed sometimes, like If I find a good thing, I get fucked over in some way. I remember the days where I used to be involved with someone, and even though a lot of the memories have faded, there is one thing I will always remember and that was the fact that I never gave up on trying to make another person happy. I have that potential to make someone happy, its just that my potential is overlooked by the hotter guy next to me.