i crave it but yet i run from it.
i don't know what started this.
all i know is i got comfortable in it.
i grew comfy in the chaos.
my whole life filled with ups and downs.
relationships spinning round and round.
always wanting to slow down and breathe.
spiraling after the next person leaves me.
i think it's because i'm scared.
i think i'm too torn up to be loved the same.
anytime someone new come along, i hold up a huge sign that screams "beware."
maybe i'm destined to live in chaos.
maybe this is what i deserve.
even if all i crave is someone to lay on
without me getting on their last nerve.
i've never been able to let go of things.
i've never coped well with people leaving.
my worst flaw is not knowing when to let go.
everything i've ever let go of, has claw marks.
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Overthinking
Poetry"She was a giver. Always poured too much of love. Never realized watering a rock doesn't make it soft." - randomscribbler
