I hate how you make me feel,
So safe and seen and all vulnerable.
I hate how you look at me,
Making me feel actually pretty.
I hate how you hug me,
As if no one could hurt me once i am in your arm.
I hate how you hold me,
Stilling the voices in my head.
I hate how you feel in my arms,
So soft and warm.
I hate how you got me all lovey dovey.
I hate how i started to fall in love not just with you, but with a future with you.
I don't actually hate any of this.
But what if you leave too?
What if I get to used to you?
To dependent?
What if I fail to heal for you?
What if I break you?
What if you see me the way i see myself?














