It’s like I’m being torn from the inside out whenever I remember that maybe things could’ve been different. How was I supposed to know? I didn’t think I had the words to say the quiet part out loud.
It’s like I’m being torn from the inside out whenever I remember that maybe things could’ve been different. How was I supposed to know? I didn’t think I had the words to say the quiet part out loud.
I don’t think the fear ever goes away but I think that’s what makes us courageous. Being scared and choosing love anyway, being terrified of breaking and choosing love anyway.
I don’t think the fear ever goes away but I think that’s what makes us courageous. Being scared and choosing love anyway, being terrified of breaking and choosing love anyway.