I forgot why I was afraid of love.
And then in one quick heart wrenching pull.
I remembered it all.
I remembered why I built my walls.
I remembered why I didn't believe in compliments.
And I remembered exactly how it felt to have a broken heart again.
So now I'm laying in bed.
Cuddling a pillow.
Feeling wet tears stroke my cheek.
And all at once my heart is so heavy that I may never rise from this bed again.
I think I could look at this ceiling for forever.
Maybe.
If only I could keep you out of my mind.
Your big brown eyes staring deep into my soul.
Mocking me.
And how naive I was.
How could I have been so forgetful?
I forgot that I was terrified of love.
And now I remember why.