It's the moment alone
When the tears come down
That we have to make a choice
Do we convince ourselves that we have no one
Or do we fall apart and trust there will be someone there to catch the pieces?

He said to me,

"The reason you find yourself alone so much is because you are truth, where people want to turn a blind eye.
You're a constant reminder of the things that they're terrified to say and so instead of loving you,
They run away and say nothing at all."

It's not that I want to be alone
I just don't know how to not be this way

I just keep reminding myself that someday it'll get better

It has to get better

One day I'll be better

If we never talk about it
Then I won't have to realize my greatest fear that

*You don't love me anymore