incessant adj. The doubts. You had to save me from my constant doubts. That deep-seeded feeling that I wasn't good enough for anything I was a fake at my job I wasn't your equal my friends would forget me if I moved away for a month. It wasn't as easy as hearing voices nobody was telling me this. It was just something I knew. Everyone else was playing along but I was sure that one day they would all stop.

I know the odds are all against me and I know you might not feel this way too but I know I would rather die trying to know if I could mean something to you

It's not the easy things that let you get to know a person.

I barely notice colors unless I taste them. Not the yellows or the greens. I taste the deeper blues. The darker reds.

Told her she was beautiful. Didn't give up when she didn't believe me.

There's no way to release yourself from a memory. It ends when it wants to end, whether it's in a flash or long after you've begged it to stop.

I guess I don't believe these things can ever be easy, although I also don't see why they have to be hard.