Nov 2014
I would love you if I could,
but I swear to God
his hands still glide over
my body in the night.
And his breath
still
warms my neck when I'm alone.
but I swear to God
his hands still glide over
my body in the night.
And his breath
still
warms my neck when I'm alone.
I'm scared of loving any man. I'm scared of trusting any man. I'm scared of letting any man know the real me so I keep them at a safe distance. I'm scared of letting go of the resentment that has grown in me towards them.
