for the first time the ball is in my ******* court in my ******* building my ******* country my ******* world.
unlike ryan who held me like a delicate robin's egg that had been emptied (whatever way he held me he managed to crush something) unlike him you hold me like the baby bird that grew up in that shell promising and astonishing you marvel at me
and though i truly loved ryan i don't love you. because i could do anything and you'd love me i don't like that. i could be the worst version of me and stay that way and you would still stay