Very well put! Except the crying part, but your true colors are nothing of the rainbow!
You hate when people see you cry because you want to be that strong girl. At the same time though, you hate how nobody notices how torn apart and broken you are. It kills me so much to cry in front of you, so if I do, know that I trust you immensely and I rely very much on your presence in my life.
This is not only about romance for me. This is for all the men in my life. Brother, adopted brother, friend, lover...etc. I have definately been a victim of optimism overall...please don't hate me for voicing and believing the best of you, even when you do not see it in yourself.
"The best people possess a feeling for beauty, the courage to take risks, the discipline to tell the truth, the capacity for sacrifice. Ironically, their virtues make them vulnerable; they are often wounded, sometimes destroyed." Ernest Hemingway