Is he, really, the one?

At one point, she has given up on relationships. Maybe not forever, but for a while. She’s been trying to find love for so long, but what she actually found was she wasn’t ready for love and she doesn’t know when she will be ready again. Little did she know that a person is never ready or not ready for love.

It’s not that she’s scared of commitment, she’s just scared of wasting more time being loyal to someone who isn’t worth it. It’s not that she’s afraid of trust, she’s just afraid of investing herself in someone who can’t be honest with her. It’s not that she’s frightened of attachment, she’s just frightened of getting so close to someone that she won’t be able to leave if she needs to. While she’s been hurt by a lot of people, she knows it’s also her fault for not being able to be alone, it’s her fault for catching feelings so easily, and it’s her fault for not properly giving herself time to process everything she’s been thru. She just figured it’s time to give her heart a break. She would rather be single and lonely than to be miserable with someone who’s supposed to make her happy. She would rather wait until something real comes along than to get back with someone who always makes her feel like something’s wrong with her. 

And then he happened! With all the love and care he showered on her, she thought he was the one. But the past as always,haunted her, made her question her choices once again. Was he really the one?