What if I said it’s you that I fear?
Lord help find a way out of here.
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What if I said it’s you that I fear?
Lord help find a way out of here.
I have seen the rain on my window, falling slowly, however the more it carries the quicker it’s decline.
Sometimes I feel like rain on my window.
No matter where I go, what I do, or what I change, I can’t stop it from finding me again. It’s beyond frustrating to always find myself here again.
I’m starting to come to terms with it.
“Why did I try to put up a fight for your love?”
You say you need me, say you want me, but you do nothing to make that statement true.
If it doesn’t work out than what’s the plan?
Run away and find a new man?
I don’t want to.
I don’t think I can.
“It’s easy to get caught up in your dishonest efforts.”
- playing damage control
Does it scare you?
That we will spend the rest of our lives wondering what happened to one another.
“I know you’re not in love, like you used to be.”
“Guess I’m not enough, like you used to think”
-Run
“But I can’t let you go”
2:43
“Thinkin' I'm flawed because you inconsistent”
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I’m so worried about being too much for everyone that I’m holding onto things that are going to kill me.
“The more you love, the more you suffer.”
— Vincent van Gogh (via quotemadness)
Here I am again, I like it here, I love it. This place contains so much joy, excitement, new beginnings are amazing; or they should be. Like I said, I’ve been here before, I was scared to come back here. I can see the cracks in the walls that show the pain that nearly brought me to my knees. It feels unwelcoming. I can sense the walls closing in, tighter, tighter. I try to run but my feet won’t let me, they want me here. I close my eyes, tighter, tighter. I open them, the cracks are gone the walls are intact. This is not the same room, this is not the same place, this is new, this is different.