when i think about the loves i lost the loves i threw away the love from him that i was too angry to hold. the love that was the purest. that filled me with the most …unfortunate sadness…for not being all he thought i was. for being so far from the great girl with the sparkling heart that he saw in me.
it just makes me sad, to think i made them/him sad.
i was always fleeting
always fleeting love
unable to be grasped
when i needed, that time, i needed it the most, a place to stand still…
i hate trust. i hate trusting. i hate trusting broken trust. i hate it. i hate having to trust.
Like I said months before…
And the offer alone, wipes them dry.