I don’t wonder because I miss you or want you back. I think I wonder because if I don’t know why it happened, how can I make sure it doesn’t happen again?
You shattered my trust, and had I had time to focus on that I never would have been able to let him in.
Will I scare you off if I tell you I need you?
But I was honest, and I was me. No walls, no hiding. I was sharing my story and I was proud.
I used to tell you it was because I liked you and therefore I liked all the parts of you. And I think at the time I really believed that.