The thing about letting myself fall again is the fact that I'll blame myself harder if everything doesn't work out in the end (it's always me). And no matter how experienced I am, heartbreak will break just as much. And I will never be prepared enough for the ache that comes with it. All love ever does is break, and burn, and end. And until someone proves me otherwise... I may never believe in it again.
May 23, 2023
May 9, 2023
Would you?
Butterflies on the stomach, stolen stares on the sidewalks, and fingers intertwined on quick encounters. They say these moments are the best ones to die for.... even if tomorrow's never promised. And if it really is... how do you store all these manual instructions about someone you once kept so dearly but would never use anymore?
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So my dear, would you try as much as I will?
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