Never Date Someone Who Makes You Question Your Worth
Never date someone who makes pain a side effect of love.
Never date someone who makes pain a side effect of love.
Instead, you walked away. You walked away like all those nights together in your bed meant nothing.
I’ve made up my mind to never burden you with my feelings anymore. I’ll hide it deep down, never letting anyone else know just how much I love you.
I’m still haunted by your hands, whispers on my skin that left permanent marks, almost like shadow scars.
‘I’m kind of gay.’ I whispered. It was the first time I said that sentence, which would become my default sentence for coming out to anyone from complete strangers to my best friends, out loud.
They always say ‘you’re too good, you deserve better.’ If I’m too good, why don’t I deserve what I want?
You pull me close, then you push me away. You lie to me. You tell me that everyone is better than me. Then you pour your soul out to me and thank me. You are the definition of mixed signals.
So basically I have taken all the classes from him I can. He fucks me, and I end up with As.
If you and I will ever come out of this alive, we need to stop the war against each other, and fight for each other, arm in arm, hand in hand and empty shell to empty shell. We are wounded, we are scarred, but we are not alone.
I will unbutton all your fears and sorrows, and take them off your mind. I will unzip all the insecurities, and pull them out of you, with a fierce gentleness.