Everyone needs love, right?

What happens when you’re missing the “love” gene? Are you destined to be alone, is there anyone out there strong enough to crack the hard, icy exterior you have had to create in order to survive? Are you worth the risk of losing everything just to be with you? You hope and pray that you are not completely broken, that there is a small, glimmer of hope shining deep inside. You hope that there is something out there, waiting in on the horizon hiding in the darkness that consumes you. You want beyond reason to be close rather than the arms length person you have always been, always untrusting of the other. You know that you’re going to have to reach deep, pull hard to find what you’re looking for. Everyone needs love, right?