Thinking

Part of me wishes you would just stop thinking, but it won’t work if you do. I’m torn, part of me wants to wait for you, the other part wants to hate you. You’re worried about things that don’t matter, or about things that won’t happen. I’m scarred. You have all my secrets, if you left now I wouldn’t be able to open up again. You have been so sweet to me. Which just worries me more. No one has been this sweet and stayed long.

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