Short Stories, Ideas, basically whatever I feel like writing that isn't a story.

Internal Battles

I've fallen in love you know?

I understand what it initially feels like to be loved, or maybe for a single moment they loved who they thought was me. The real me is ugly, it's jealous and it's selfish but I keep her hidden in the dark.

In the end we want the same thing, me and her. We both want the comfort of someone who'd love us both.

Who'd love me: The girl who has been broken down time after time but still manages to smile to everyone, the girl who can fake being happy to the closest of people. 

Who'd love me: The girl on the inside, the one she hides from everyone because showing me just isn't The Way. She's so guarded and terrified, she has very little hope felt. I'm jealous because I see people happy and want that for us, I'm selfish because I want her to take time out for her to see her self worth. To see that she isn't just there to be used, I'm hidden because I want us to be Free but being free means showing and telling everyone how she feels.

I want us to be free, I do but I'll just get hurt again and sometimes that's just too much of a risk.