You want me to trust you, but I just can't. You want me to come to you when things are bad, but I just can't. None of this is because you're untrustworthy, you are the only person I'd ever dare to trust. I just can't. I have closed myself off for a long time and then you decided to come into my life and make me feel important and that is so fucking scary. I am scared of the fact that you actually care and usually when someone shows any signs of emotion with me, I run but you grabbed me by the arm and continue to hold me back from leaving. I don't know what I'm supposed to do now. I still hesitate to call you when I am crying. Last night, it took me a good half hour before I dialed your number, but I still hung up on the first ring. I'm trying and you're trying to understand what my idea of trying is when you shouldn't have to.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
this is the dirty truth.
PoetryAs if rope could bind my wrists together so perfectly, so could this.