Caring about anyone leaves you vulnerable.
We could have been happy. I know that, and it is perhaps the hardest thing to know.
Being a teen is past for me. Worrying about the world and my place in it is not.
I want to reach out and grab his hand and hold it to me, right over my heart, right where it aches the most. I don't know if doing that would heal me or make my heart break entirely, but either way this constant hungry waiting would be over.
Do you think you could let someone go if you thought it was best for them?
I am trapped in glass and I want to break out and breath deep but I´m too afraid that it will hurt.