I'll give you three...
There's no truth in winter. Everyone would rather curl up with a warm lie than face a cold truth, but not me. I prefer to be chilled by truth, it's better than waking up one day and wondering where the warmth went.
Disappointment scares the hell outta me and I know sometimes I scare the hell outta you. I'm always planning my escape. Judging the distance between you and the door.
It's all instinctual. I promise. Fight or Flight. Flight was always more glamorous.
But don't worry. I'm not ready to leave. I just know that it'll be easier on me if i do. My hands won't be calloused from holding on and my jaw won't be lying on the floor.
But that's not what this is about. Is it? Shouldn't I be more concerned with your feelings than mine? Shouldn't I want to sacrifice your pain for my own?
Disappointment scares the hell outta me and I know sometimes I scare the hell outta you. I'm always planning my escape. Judging the distance between you and the door.
It's all instinctual. I promise. Fight or Flight. Flight was always more glamorous.
But don't worry. I'm not ready to leave. I just know that it'll be easier on me if i do. My hands won't be calloused from holding on and my jaw won't be lying on the floor.
But that's not what this is about. Is it? Shouldn't I be more concerned with your feelings than mine? Shouldn't I want to sacrifice your pain for my own?