When you found me, my heart started beating again.
If I’m not there for myself, if I’m not proud of myself, I shouldn’t expect others to be.
The hard truth is, sometimes you handle your trust issues like an asshole.
It’s never easy to say goodbye.
You’re undeniably, beautifully you.
I don’t think about what I’m doing, I don’t think about how other people feel, I don’t recognize when I’m being difficult until it’s too late. By then I realize that I’ve taken advantage of people.
You were a dream to me. Now I’ve woken up.