February 2012
1 post
Loving You
When I first saw you, I was scared to talk to you. When we first met, I was scared to look at you.
Because if I looked at you, I was scared you’d see the broken heart and all these scars.
When I called you, I was scared to be me.
Because if I let you get to know me, I was scared you would judge me.
When we spoke for over five hours, I was scared you would misunderstand me.
Because my...