i want people to know i’m struggling but i don’t want people to know i’m struggling do you see my problem
Maybe I hate romantic shit because it makes me want to be in love and I hate being in love.
There are all kinds of love in this world, but never the same love twice.
I cannot promise that you will be safe inside my heart.
I can’t even promise that you’ll be able to make my heart a home.
See, the thing is, I can’t promise you anything.
I’ve promised it all before, forevers, no goodbyes, everything. And i’ve broken them all.
but here I am, standing before you -
i am skin and bone
and every emotion you can think of
i cant think straight
i cant speak without stuttering
i am a mess
and most of the time i am terrified but
i am not hiding.
i am not hiding
and maybe that doesn’t mean a lot to you,
but for someone who has spent half their life trying not to be seen,
this means everything.
sometimes i think about where we’ll be in five years
and i cannot promise ill be by your side,
but i hope so.
i hope so.