She doesn’t hate you. She just hates your silence. She hates how you know that she needs an explanation yet you’re refusing to give her one. She hates how you’re choosing not to acknowledge her feelings or her existence.
In a world trying to make you feel unloved, I’ll love you with all my heart. I’ll love you when you’re weak. I’ll love you when you’re quiet. I’ll love you when you’re scared.
I’m not lonely.
Those who love you tell you that they’ll be by your side no matter what, that you will never have to face anything alone, that they’ll take a bullet for you but then you find yourself standing alone, at gunpoint, wondering where everyone went.
When you’re the only one trying. If you’re the only reaching out, making an effort, trying to meet up, it’s better to let go because it shouldn’t be that much work.
Cancer. They keep you around by being really vulnerable with you. They’ll send you a very long drunk text or tell you how they can’t stop thinking about you but then blame it on the alcohol or just tell you that they were having an emotional day.
It shows me a glimpse of a better reality. Better stories of real love, of dreams coming true, of babies being born, of people expressing their undying love to their friends and family. Sometimes it’s filled with love and it makes me believe.
Look for the love that tries a little harder to understand why you built your walls so high, why you caged your heart too soon and why you don’t trust easily. Look for the love that tries to understand your fears instead of calling them ‘baggage.’
There goes another stranger who got closer then ran away and went back to being a stranger.
They still see you as just another fish in the sea, they don’t see you as the main catch.