➼ a prose i am too fucking scared to send

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I know I never claimed to want anything back, but forgive me because I didn't know how or why, out of all the places, you're welcome to bring me there. you said you'd save me, but I know now I wanted to do that.

but how can I tell you that when I don't even have the courage to tell you everything I left out for later?

how can I?

when it's 4 AM, and I cry?

when it's a secret that's a tie that'll never come undone?

I wanted everything to do with you.
I want the hell you could bring me to,
if that means I can get you out of it.
I still want everything to do with you.
you're still the empire I dream of, too,
after all the things you've said.

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