I Think I Want To Marry You

Despite my fears, I think I still want to marry you. I should be sprinting the other way, but instead, the only place I want to run to is your arms.
Despite my fears, I think I still want to marry you. I should be sprinting the other way, but instead, the only place I want to run to is your arms.
Nine years ago, I put myself in a bad situation. I was assaulted because of x, y, and z – and as long as I don’t do those things, it probably won’t happen again. The attack itself made me feel helpless, but seeing it this way gives me control.
Surviving those things didn’t make me stronger – figuratively slapping myself in the face and snapping the hell out of it did.