HeartBreaker

Heavy are the shoulders of the one who carries the emotions of others...

They used to say I was gonna be a heartbreaker for as long as I can remember and sometimes I wonder if they subliminally hypnotized me into being just that....
She said I should have come with a caution sign:
Caution she is her father’s daughter
Caution: she would rather push you away than feel vulnerable
Caution: when things get too emotional she shuts down completely- do not take this as she doesn't care - but as she just doesn't understand and would rather focus on something she can control
Caution: she moves on quickly, not because it’s easy but because it’s easier
Caution: Easy to fall in love with, but falling in love with her will leave scars.
Caution: she will love you with all of her heart the best way she knows how.... Doesn't necessarily mean you will ever fully understand or it will ever be enough for you.
We are taught by our families and relationships with people how to love.... How do you learn to be emotional if that's not the way you were brought up? My family spent so much time making sure I was tough enough for this world that they didn't take time to teach me how to be vulnerable or compromising. Suck it up, don't wear your heart on your sleeve, these people will eat you up if you let them, don't be a sucker, trust no one, protect yourself, never give or let anyone borrow more than you can afford to lose........
They used to call me a heart breaker and somehow I feel like they programmed me to be just that.

She said I should have come with a caution sign...... And I told her..... Never give anyone more than you can afford to lose.

Saddest Girl I've Ever Seen.......

She's the saddest girl I've ever seen
And I can't help but stare at her
I wonder if it’s a man or a woman that broke her heart?
Did someone die, or betray her?
Where the scars on her arms and face came from?
Why she's not carrying anything?
Everyone carries something? Why is it so strange to me that she doesn't have a pocketbook or book bag, a shopping bag or anything in her hand at all. She looks like she has a lot of emotional baggage maybe that's enough for her to carry right now.
She's beautiful... But something’s keeping her from being pretty
She looks tough, like she don't take shit from no one, but weakened like she just lets someone shit on her anyway.
I want to hug her, cuz she looks like she needs one
I wonder if she has children?
Where is she going?
Where is she coming from?
Where has she been?
Where does she want to go?
I see hope in her eyes behind the despair. I can tell she's still fighting. I want to say something enlightening to her so she doesn't stop fighting. But I think she might take it the wrong way, or look at me like bitch mind your business. I can tell she attracts people to her but she looks so lonely sitting on the seat by herself
I want to ask her about her story but she looks like she doesn't have the time or energy to explain. She sees me staring and just looks the other way.
I can't take my eyes off of her and when the train reaches her stop she gets up and I catch her eye again I simply say "long day huh" and she sighs and replies. "Yeah another one"