it still hurts.

anxiety.

you make me so nervous
im finally aware of how capable of hurting me you are,
its in your nature and you dont even have to try.
when you're around i get butterflies in my stomach,
they used to be in the good way but now its just nerves.
my hands get shaky because i know one look from you and im under your trap again.
my heart beats faster because it knows that if i ever heard you say those three little words again it would break.