What’s so damn wrong with that huh? That make you wanna stay and never leave. It goes both ways.
That raw, real, and emotional type of love. What he doesn’t want me to know. Psst! He is scared too. He is comfortable staying deep down in his stupid abyss. Even though he really isn’t, because staying miserable makes him feel more comfortable than being pulled back into the light. Pulled back into love. So he chooses misery like a dope. I’m not the only scared one. Brave yes, but not the only scared one. I’m worthy of love. And so is he! He wanted me too. As much as he also pushed me away. He lingered just to see if I was still there, because as much as he wanted me too. He is terrified. I’m terrified. And so we danced at arms length keeping a huge gap between us as we also yearned and longed to be much closer. What a sad story.