I keep falling for words because it might be the closest thing to true love I’ll ever experience. Words damn sure breaks my heart like it anyway.
Show me your raw unfiltered truth
Not just what appears beautiful.
Falling for the good in you is easy.
But WE both need to know what if
I can love the worst parts of you.
Interesting how we seem to find ourselves when we lose people.
Why do we find our rhythm at the end of relationships?
Because we also lose ourselves before losing that person.
The key is to never lose your rhythm while coexisting and it’s possible.
You just have hold onto you a bit harder than to you hold onto them.
I trust you because you’ve given me
unbridled truths from the very start.
Truths about the ugliest parts of you,
brave truths about your experiences,
and continuous truths about how you
feel as you navigate blindly through
the dimensions of our connection.
All of it has given me the freedom
to display my blossoming emotions and
express my wild desires without shame.
You’ve provided me a safe space
to both be and explore myself and
the beauty of that is the fucking truth!
No matter how many times
you tell the same lie,
it will still never be truth.
Even if I’m dumb enough to believe it.
Even if you begin to believe it.