I think the truth is,
we are all a little fraction of broken
in one way or another.
And there might be something significantly beautiful
in that unspoken darkness.

"… And we all have faith, and we all have hope,
But we're all a little lost in the same **** boat."

Thank you for running away from reality with me, for a moment.

Every too often,
We never truly know what a person is capable of,
Until we witness it first hand.

I hate that you're my safe place
Because I can't always trust
That you'll be there
When I need you.

I hate that the only arms
That hold me
Without fear or hesitation
Belong to you.

How am I supposed to accept a love
When I hate the person in the mirror.

I am broken
And you won't want that.

I like this version of us,
where we let our guards down.

There is a fine line
between shutting people out
and shutting yourself down.