1. i used to look for more. even when i was in a relationship. there’s this anxiety i feel. always waiting for time to move as fast it can. filling the emptiness or that indescribable void with misinterpretations of fairytales and other bookish romances.

    i wanted to know more. for someone to be more for me.i’ve carelessly dangled my heart with hoping that i can find the answer to that void. only to be restlessly drawn to something much emptier.

    and when that emptiness became unbearable, i closed up. dormant to the reason that an attachment is better than no attachment at all. even when it broke my heart. even when it’s more damaging me more than what i’d care to realize.

    yet, when it seemed hopeless, you held my hand. waited there til i was able to share something more than the damaged things i am able to give. you offered me something more…

    … and that’s more than enough. it’s much more than enough to let you know that i am giving you much more than trust. and this feeling, this unbelievable faith in me, keeps me warm, makes me sleep tight at night. you can trust me now. i will never let go of your hand.

    never again.

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I thrive in anonymity. It’s how I get by every day. Where my life has been filled with unfulfilled expectations, I am much happiest in knowing that no one’s watching, that I can be who I am, have what I want, do what I love to do.
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