Over-analysed.
Expected too much.
Pushed too far.
Loved too hard.
Those were mine.
Some people say you should go out and sow your wild oats, experience all there is before settling down with the perfect one. And in the course of our search for the perfect one, we get so hurt and disillusioned, until love ceases to become as pure, because now we are so caught up in thoughts of potentially getting hurt again and how we are going to prevent that.
But what some people don't realise is while we are out there looking for that perfect one, we may have walked by the one who we were meant to be with.
I want love to be as innocent as it once was.