Here we go again I have to cut my feelings.
I decided to make sure he feels good about anything that I am a secure point that I am his safe.
At the end no one is doing the same for you. I know the lesson but I have to learn it again and again.
When I decide to share a bit more it collapse maybe I should just keep it all. Anyway no one has never understand me... expect maybe you. It’s crazy how I think of going into your arm everytime I cry.