I act like I don't care. Like nothing can hurt me. I put up this giant wall of toughness and pretend everything is fine. Like I don't need somebody's affection, but I think I'm just too scared in reality. I am afraid of not being good enough. Or I am afraid of getting hurt and scared to let somebody in. Maybe even afraid. Fearful of the position of being loved by somebody that I fear they'll eventually let me down. Afraid that my heart will break into a million pieces because I gave my all to someone who promised they wouldn't hurt me. But that's the thing. You will never know the outcome unless you take a chance. So embrace the risk worth being taken, darling.
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How To Live Vol.2
Poetrypart 2 of my "How To Live" book short collection with more texts and quotes (90% is my own work. I have no problem with someone using them but please tell me or at least mention me before you should publish them elsewhere ) just for you thx for read...
