I remember that it hurt
watching her hurt

never having time to enjoy anything
always worried about something else
something that would happen to her
or me
or someone she loved

she didnt need to worry
but she did
because she was afraid of losing herself again
and she was afraid of losing me

but maybe it wasnt the thought of losing herself
that scared her
maybe it was the thought of never
being able to find what she lost

i didnt want to leave her
but i wanted to leave everything and everyone else

she wanted to know what it felt like
to let go
but still have something to hold on to

she felt as if her insides ere empty
except for the fact that they were overflowing

she felt unloved
but she was loved by many

and she felt like she would never beautiful enough to
meet the expectations of the beauty around her

when in reality
she was the most beautiful thing
anyone had ever seen