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just coming here to say that you with no clothes on, wrapped in my sheets and my arms and your skin on my lips is the closest thing to heaven i think may exist
I tried to rip off all my armor for you
Could I break down the walls I built
To let someone in to know my truth
I spent my life getting ready for war
Battling myself and my demons
Didn’t know which one I hated more
I wanted to shed every piece of me
To relentlessly be known
And to let you finally see
But it’s always been a lost cause
You only see yourself
That’s all that ever is and ever was
I’ve decided to stop becoming undone
And stop falling into hands
Who lack the simplest form of love
I just wish you could see the missing link
Why everything you touch turns to dust
And why you can’t help but be scared of me
We all learn our lessons in the end
To each their own
It’s your story to mend
Guess I’ll see you in another life, my friend
Weird to think about how much we’ve grown
Through the years and my tears and al the fears we grew out of and into
How have we known each other this long
We know each other’s favorite songs
In every season, every winter spring and fall
Since I was barely past 21
I used to know you like the back of my hand
In and out of strangers
We’ve remain attached like an almost breakable strand
I understand
The way life unfolds
And how our own paths shake us up and we have to guess where we land
I think I’m nostalgic
And a little bit homesick
For you? My old self?
For a life I don’t have to second guess it?
I’m feeling again, maybe too much
I long for familiar hands where my heart can recall the touch
Maybe I’m too much
Maybe I’m too much
do you ever keep people in your life as an act of self harm?
do you stay because you love them?
or because you hate yourself?
“There is no intensity of love or feeling that does not involve the risk of crippling hurt. It is a duty to take this risk, to love and feel without defense or reserve.”
— William S. Burroughs
literally, actually 100% me being woken up at 3am while dead asleep, to that bullshit
nothing I hate more than being unheard
nothing worse than being misunderstood
there’s reasons for why I don’t open up
and I think I’ll keep them