I need you to be specific. I need you to chase away all of my "what if"s. I need you to tell me. Over and over and over. And again. Don't stop. Until I remember.
Thursday, February 22, 2018
I still exist Inside my dark spaces
You can leave me here if you want.
But don't assume we're on the path to something more just because I start living up to your expectations.
Don't assume I'm ever going to live up to your expectations.