I am a horrible vial toxic creature
What have I done now? Am I so in denial about your love for me truly not existing? I suppose it must be hard for anyone to believe someone could lie so falsely to someone who thinks the world of them. Maybe that was my mistake. Maybe it was blatantly put into light and I’m so blinded by my love for you. Love is foolish above all else and I’ve found myself visiting this place you’ve made your home. Leaving, then again finding myself coming back looking for that same warm shelter. You keep the door locked until the fire has died out. You let me in to rekindle some kind of spark left. I do as I’m told and it makes you happy. Proud that someone still takes you seriously.
life is super(via greaterthanexpected)
- 6 a.m. thoughts (via bedsigh)