I don't think anyone has been this gentle
with me before.
I've never had something I want
to give back so desperately.
The doubts, the fears, I want to rip them
up like weeds. It's slow going.
I know it isn't fair
to worship someone
so I'm finding another word for it
because it's too late for me.
Keep what you stole.
I don't mind.
Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 2:00 AM UTC
I don't think anyone has been this gentle
with me before.
I've never had something I want
to give back so desperately.
The doubts, the fears, I want to rip them
up like weeds. It's slow going.
I know it isn't fair
to worship someone
so I'm finding another word for it
because it's too late for me.
Keep what you stole.
I don't mind.