a lot of things scare me. but if we`re being honest here, you scare me the most. i`m scared you won`t come back. i`m scared you`ll see my pathetic attempt to move on and be happy as something real. i`m scared you`ll see me faking it and think it`s true. i`m scared to smile in case you think, for some reason, that it means i`m okay without you. because i`m not okay. i`m not okay when i`m smiling, i`m not okay when i`m failing at forgetting you, and i`m especially not okay at night, when no one`s around, when i listen to our favorite songs, and i think about how you`re the only thing that ever made me close to any form of the word "okay".
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