"Don’t you do that.Don’t you look at what I had for you and call it weak.Not when you were the one..."

“Don’t you do that.

Don’t you look at what I had for you and call it weak.

Not when you were the one afraid of it.

I stood there with my hands open,

my mouth bruised tender with supplication.

Don’t you dare treat me like a victim of my own emotions,

like being moved to my knees by love

was a mistake that I regret.

I will go to my grave with the memory of the bravery in my bones.”

- Caitlyn Siehl


(via amesingers)