I love you,
but God am I scared.
Scared of being hurt.
Scared of being replaced,
lied to,
played with,
back-stabbed,
ripped to shreds.
It's not you, my dear,
it's most certainly me.
I love you,
by my God am I damaged.
Nov 15, 2017
Nov 15, 2017 at 8:36 PM UTC
I love you,
but God am I scared.
Scared of being hurt.
Scared of being replaced,
lied to,
played with,
back-stabbed,
ripped to shreds.
It's not you, my dear,
it's most certainly me.
I love you,
by my God am I damaged.
