Regardless of the past, I still hold onto you.
Our history has shown that me trusting you is a bad idea. It is hard to tell whether the icky feeling in my gut is intuition or anxiety. I want to believe the sweet nothings you feed to me in my semi-lucid state. How can one person cause so much confusion and distress?
Passionless love consumes me whole.
Wondering if I am making the right choices is my mind's top priority. Should I let myself fall in love? Why am I withholding it in the first place? Can I handle a life built on settling for comfort? I ask myself every day without an answer.
Loveless lies are wicked.
I don't love you. True or false?
You don't occupy my world. True or false?
I am afraid of losing you. True or false?
I am afraid of losing control. True or false?
I am afraid. True.
Senseless tension guides us.
Fearlessly loving.
Powerless dreaming.
Hopelessly making promises we know we can't keep.
Regardless of the consequences.
I love you.
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