Lifes little battles

There does not seem to be a day that goes by that I don't fight Life's little battles. It seems I end up with a fight inside and kill the tiny angels around me with my pride. Those I cherish the most I seem to chase away with this need to be loved. To be needed, to be accepted, to love those around me as I want to be loved. To be real when no one is around. This is what love is. Some people are harder to love than others, some ask you to dig deeper. The trust you long for you can break with careless words. The home you want leaves you with an empty closet.