It's not that I don't. But I'm afraid.
It's not that I don't wish to say it out loud. But I'm afraid.
I'm afraid of losing you but I'm afraid of myself. A monster in the making. I don't know how to pick myself up. I don't know how not to think bout it.
I don't know how to move. Maybe we all need time.
Sometimes I can't help but think, why are we so destructive to the person we care for the most.....
I miss me being oblivious and trusting.
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