Gosh, I love that song.
Consider it done!
A lot has changed in the past month.
But forreal though screw the people who tease you into thinking they reciprocate your feelings only to be naive to the fact or pretend that it never happened.
I wish you’d come back.
I don’t know you anymore.
But then again, you’ve been gone for years.
The chase to fulfillment.
For all of the things I say aloud that scare you,
There’s thousands more I keep to myself.
it was all of the things he wanted most, that I couldn’t give to him.
Exactly where my faults were.
My anxiety about trusting someone with my most delicate pieces.
The pieces I don’t even allow myself to see.
The ones I hide under all the cracks.
Sometimes they seep out, but he never saw them. He didn’t notice them.
He never wanted to see them.
it was all of the things I needed most, that he didn’t want to give to me.
It will never be the same again.
That’s the hardest part.