Again? Really?

Somehow I always seem to let myself believe I've found a lasting love, but it alwasy seems to get snatched from me for one reason or another. Sometimes it's my fault, sometimes it's not. Since returning from Iraq I've had my heart broken 3 seperate times now by 3 different girls. I'm quickly coming to the conclusion that I am meant to be single forever.

I was certain this last girl would ultimately be the one God had picked out for me, but apparently not.

I can feel my heart growing numb from how often it has gotten hurt. It's no longer that I don't think I can be in love again, it's now to the point where I don't want to be in love again. When being in love means only that I'll have my heart destroyed again why go through the pain again and again.

Yes, normally I'm the eternal optimist. But when it comes to love I've seen the truth. True love is unattainable for some, including me. For some it's the fairy tale that becomes reality, for others like me it's the hope that is eventually proven nothing more than a fairy tale.

So I guess all I can say now about my latest attempt at love is ouch.