This must be hell– reliving my biggest mistake over and over again.
it doesn’t hurt any less with the passing of time
This must be hell– reliving my biggest mistake over and over again.
Sweet girl, who taught you that you are not worthy of your own love? Don’t you know that once you’ve realized your worth, you are infinite?
We were never completely in sync. You were the lightning and I was the thunder: always right behind you, never quite fast enough.
Even too much of what keeps us alive can kill us.