I love you but I am broken.
I have been broken.
Truly feeling everything I want to feel for you...for us is hurting me.
You are the only one I could ever imagine a future with.
That is sad.
But true.
You have always made me feel truly seen.
But I am blind.
Blinded by my insecurities.
So I ask....
Do you truly love me?
Or am I convenient?
Do you want a future?
Or temporary attention?
Are you truly loyal?
Or are you pretending?
I know I am insecure.
But...
I'm begging, please be true.
I have lived the most traumatic life these past 20 short years.
So please be gentle.
I am fragile. ♡
