Never healed

I guess my heart has never been truly healed since that day when I looked into your eyes and I had seen the doubt filling your soul… Instead of embracing me, you completed me with emptiness and I was never able to open my heart completely, once again.
I have been through a lot of pain in my life, but my worst memory still lays on your frozen words: “I don’t know if I still love you”. Nothing compares to the pain I felt when I watched my heart breaking in pieces. Nothing hurts more than filling up your heart with love, giving it to someone you truly care about and seeing it being smashed, crushed, broken. Doubt kills, not the one who owns it, but the one who can’t feel loved by the person he loves the most!
It is awkward how life can be tricky! The same one who teaches you what love means is the one who makes you want to give up on love and to bear loneliness! And you wonder if you’ll ever be able to love again in the way you did before! You wonder if you’ll ever feel again the butterflies on your stomach only by the mention of you beloved’s name! You wonder if you’ll ever be brave enough to say “I love you” without fearing the pain of not being loved back againg!
And I still suffer… I think I wasn’t able to be myself and to keep a warm heart (which would believe in love above anything) since that day, when your empty eyes killed me inside.