It was never the same. 

It was hard for me to look at somebody the same way I looked at him. I've been looking for that same feeling, the same chills that i felt before, but it's not there anymore. The feeling of nervousness when he's around or that moment when your heart stops when he's looking was never there in anyone else's presence. He owns those moments and I just can't do something about it.

I'm a cactus covered in thorns, or rather a rose full of spikes. The real me is hiding behind those sharp thorns, making sure that no one could hurt me again. Thorns which are meant to protect me pushed some people away. Thorns that are not supposed to make me defenseless made me vulnerable to feelings.. feelings that got hurt because of trying to break the spikes that covers my skin.

I'm not sure what to think of. My head is filled with uncertainty. You can make me laugh, you can touch my heart. But I am never sure if I'm ready to give it for real.