“When you let love visit you a few times and leave without a goodbye, breaks all the dishes, smashes the doors and windows leaving you to walk on the glass with your bare feet cracked open and bleeding trudging through those floors, your tear stains mix with blood and sweat and pain. when you do that and love leaves your home in this state every single time, who are you to blame? You for believing in love or love for leaving you this way?” LoveRelationshipsHeartbreakAffairs Of HeartAffairs Of Men Book:Notes to a Negro - Words. Shorts. Journals. And More Words. Source: Notes to a Negro - Words. Shorts. Journals. And More Words.