My fear of feeling betrayed, lost, empty, and like I’ve wasted so much time far surpasses my desire to be loved. I can not deal with another heart break. I will not lose another night of sleep over tears and anxieties because I couldn’t remember what it was like to sleep alone. I can’t bear the thought of crying to myself in the shower wondering why I wasn’t good enough yet again, why there always has to be someone better. Ive lost a little bit of myself in every lover who has walked away with the pieces, I don’t think I have any more of them left to give. Some people are just better off alone and I’m not ready for this sacrifice again, I’m sorry. All I can hope is that you’re not hurting either, you don’t deserve that.
